I'm coming to shoot your dog.
Bring it on, Jed.
Okay, so I'm here in Jacksonville. Which of these cardboard huts do you live in?
You have to drive about 20 minutes out of town to the Northwest. When you pass the the 37th baptist church, it's the next road to the left. You'll know you're there when you see the 95 pound Doberman Pinscher peel the tires off of your truck.
I saw brown and black dog with no ears chewing on raccoon pelt outside a mud hut.
Was that him?
On a coon? Nah, we ain't got no coons out this way.
Maybe it was a nutria. It was hard to tell because I couldn't stop staring at the walking saddle bag of a woman who was sitting on the front stoop smoking KOOL cigarettes and spitting at roaches. Maybe that was your mom?
Don't leave your fatass wife at my fxxxing house.
Been gone for a week and this is what I come back to. Fxxxing excellent exchange. I ror'd.