Friday, June 18, 2010

A post about a million dollars



Fuck being poor. Here at child support we like to get paid. and when i say "we" i mean "me"

This post is now about lonliness. =( -I MISS YOU TIMMY AND TOAD.




This post is now re-about money.

Everybody on earth knows that if you want money, you need a job. That is of course unless you were born into a buttload of deniros. Shits soooo cash hardeeharhar fags. I really feel as though being broke is part of why some of us are all friends. We are dependant upon eachother to make it through the week with our paycheck to paycheck life style. How do you break said habit in order to produce stacks? Cut the haters off at the neck. The ball and chains. The Naers. The vultures in costumes, and the wolves in sheeps clothing. All of them after the same thing. YO CHEDDA. They can smell dat aroma from a hundred miles away and they come foaming at the mouth for all the "help" and "hey buddies" they can get.

I am guilty of it. You are guilty of it.
This post is now about independence.

For the love of god haters, get your own guap.
Me and the boys, we runnin things. And we aint goin stop till we get a milli for da tank.


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