That’s what I think of you in you your raggedy clothes and your fancy cars and SUVs. Living in your trailer parks, Riding your Harleys while your offspring and your hunting dogs run around like wild animals (The hunting dogs are a little better behaved though).

Your women try to look down their noses at me. Too bad for them that they have to bend over backwards to do it though. They think that I cant get a man when the truth is that I don’t need a man. I don’t even want a man, Esp. the males around this shit hole.


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