Man, it takes a stupid girl to lie about a dream she had

Slow days aren't fun at all. I mean it, too. It took 9 hours to finally
land on selling a car. Tomorrow should be a better day.

So I came home excited to land on my lady's arms but what killed the
whole day was finding out that someone is shit talking about us. What's
even worse is I know who the shit talker is and exactly how she's like.
She's the biggest hypocite ever and it fucking kills everything. She has
the guts to talk shit to her nephew and say that were poor and we spend
on expensive shit. I worked hard for the shit I have and she knows
nothing of what we do to make a living. If she's going to talk like that
why not say it straight to our faces instead of always being all super
nice and friendly to us. We're even helping you in the biggest way we
can anyways. You say you got out of california because of shit talkers
and here you are shit talking. Go to rehab and make some sense out of
yourself.

Buy some khakis and grow up.

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