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I hate people.

There are insanely annoying people at the bar, and they are so fucking loud.  Did they just pour green beer into their Golden Grahams this morning?  I have been known to drink, and even, at times, get drunk.  However, I refuse to believe that I could be even a tenth as garrulous and ostentatious as these fucks.  It makes me physically uncomfortable.

Maybe it’s all the coffee, though.

I discovered that my blog can be found by searching “Ray Kroc Asshole”.  I must say, I’m quite proud.

 

 

People suck.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

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About ericmcclanahan

I am completely average in every way. Average height, average weight, average intelligence, average ethnicity, average American standard of mental illness. Hell, I think I might even be average-aged. I am exceptionally average, and I lead an average life. Why, then, am I incapable of seeing it as anything other than a Fractured Fable of unlimited beauty and horror playing out before me?
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