| Yeah we don't have too many guest entries from the Dolph Rudager family on here, so here's my dad, Godfrey Rudager. Take it away, old man.
"what the HELL is this thing I'm typing ON?!!!! Where's that chiming sound coming from??? What happened to my typewriter?! God damn it! l;erhjhiopaerge4hyogkkl;; <------------ fists pounding on keyboard SOMEBODY ANSWER THE GOD DAMN PHONE! I want some stew and some ham!!! Swhere' s my phonograph and quart of corn oil? !! God fucking diggity damn it!! Is it time for my nap yet??! Matlock! Gunsmoke! Cowboys and indians! SOMEBODY ANSWER THE GOD DAMN PHONE! Fuck! Shit! ASS! My car is too fast! Meat doesn't taste good anymore! I have trouble digesting tomatoes! What kind of drugs are you young people on?! You shaggy haired kids are gonna burn in HELL!! God damn worthless generation! They're ALL worthless! My generation knew how to DO THINGS. We are the greatest generation of ALL TIME. What was I talking about??! I don't like how Dolph goes for these 8-women orgies. I don't like the way he walks, either! Huh?? Huh?? What??? No I don't want a deer! NO! And you're not putting me in a home, either! Little whippersnappin' SHIT. God damn Winston and his Cribbage cheating ASS. Stupid senile old man! Huh?? What?? You know in my day, we could carry our gun to town and smoke in the store. Then these LAWYERS took our guns and smokes away! They're taking away everything! I don't like things! SOMEBODY BETTER ANSWER THE GOD DAMN PHONE RIGHT NOW!!" It's time for his nap, so this was today's guest entry by old man Godfrey Rudager. |