hey dad, how was work today?
it was miserable. some damn tribe of withered old bitches doesn't want us to terminate that fleabag hotel. all because glenn miller and his band once took a shit there. it's just like kansas. do you remember fucking kansas?
fucking kansas. gosh pop, i almost forgot to introduce my girlfriend.
we beat the bitches.
judge told em to slurp shit and die.
i put a norwegian in the boiler room. masterful. when that blew, it set off a pack of thermals i'd stuck upstairs.
it's great to be alive!
i need some help with my homework.