Dear fuck. Is this what it has come to? Go read The Boys or Preacher or something because what is here is utter shite. Prayers to your morbidly obese caregiver because your mother is lonely and long gone and better for it. I'm swinging back on quart of moonshine and I'm still doing better than you reading this. Maybe that should tell you something. Good shit though.
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