Introduction

It's september first. What aa aatote to fuckis otanan a fotal. Give me a fuckin life. Oh, i can't wait. I actually woke up this morning, b do ba to bo. And in my head, my wife was allso excited for football season. But we know that in life, you can't have it all. It's the struggle that makes you appreciate just being able to sit down for coffee and stare out the window as you eat a sandwich. If anything you ever fockin wanted was always there, there would be no joy. So why do we just sit back and thank all the cunts in our lives?