Dear Today,
I hate you. Passionately, and without end.
F*ck off and die,
Schecki.
P.S. If you ever make me have to deal with people who can't find their own ass with two hands, a flashlight, and an entire US Coast Guard Search and Rescue Squad and then blame their inability to do so on me before nine o'clock ante meridian, so help me God, I will hunt you down and murder you in cold blood.
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