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Monday, August 02, 2004



how, exactly, did i get bent over like a gradeschooler and fondled? I blame god.

Posted by ruzz on August 2, 2004 at 12:07 AM in chess, game of kings and smarty pants | Permalink


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Dearest ruzz,

I find it convenient that you belive in me only when you fuck up.

I mean, from what i can see you're in a constant state of fuckup and always callin' out my name. I mean, I don't say "oh shit, another Sudanese civil war!? I blame ruzz!"

I thought we had an agreement, man. You stay outta my shit and i don't strike you dead. Do we need to renegotiate? Cuz i got this lighting bolt here i was saving for that Mulroney kid on Canadian Idol, but i can whip one up for you too...

I'm just sayin' dood. I can't help that you don't know from chess.

Get off my ass motherfucker,

Posted by: The Holy One | Aug 2, 2004 3:58:35 PM

by your lameass standards everyone is a fuckup God. thats your whole problem. Everyone is so NOT you. it's boring. you're boring.

and you can renegotiate my ass. My lawyers are going to be in touch with you. Down here we're trying to get a law passed saying no contracts made with non-entities are legally binding.. you know how many souls that lets out of hell?

it's going to be great fun.

as for chess. I whooped your boy jesus, and i will whoop you too if you keep beaking off.

Posted by: ruzz | Aug 2, 2004 4:48:06 PM