HomelessInLaJolla's Journal: 131015 (La Jolla, CA, 92037, war v7.077)

War in La Jolla, seventh year, seventy-seventh entry

I drop everything I ever earned and bet that millionaires, worldwide, suck dogs for their money. I raise all of the voice they will never get back.

Because, if they suck dogs for their money (and eat the poo! sh*t on their face, that's how they make their money, sh*t on their face, and tell them that they're rich, sh*t on their face, to make a million dollars, sh*t on their face, and be the doggie's b*tch), then they are going to hell. When the doggie-faggitts die and go to hell, and they take as many jobbies with them as possible, then don't be one of them (either).

Blob-f*ckers. Those aren't even dogs. Reanimated corn smut. Lord told me to tell you that you shouldn't be havin' sex with lower life forms unless you want to go to hell. That includes reanimated corn smut.

Does the farm sh*t work better as fertilizer after you eat it?

There's no more lowenbrau (from 1977, same year this paschal lamb was let out of the cinderalla's carriage! ... in the same geographic region, too) than the dog sh*ttin' theirs down for a dollar. Their first dollar is dogsh*t, their last dollar is dogsh*t, and all the dollars in-between are wet enough to run like green eggs. There's no more lower class than blowin' dogs for cash.

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