I mean like really fucks you off.
I hate the wind.
If I ever met the person in charge bet his name is Max Wind or something I'd kill the cunt.
It's all look at me I'm so blowing hard and trashing this, flipping that, pushing this.
Like fuck off. What you trying to prove.
It's blowing a gale outside now. Why. What a cunt the wind is.
Fucking ng hate it.
Go outside tomorrow find out what it's fucked up again.
In work it just blows things over it shouldn't.
Get a fucking life. Fuck you wind.
I hate the wind.
If I ever met the person in charge bet his name is Max Wind or something I'd kill the cunt.
It's all look at me I'm so blowing hard and trashing this, flipping that, pushing this.
Like fuck off. What you trying to prove.
It's blowing a gale outside now. Why. What a cunt the wind is.
Fucking ng hate it.
Go outside tomorrow find out what it's fucked up again.
In work it just blows things over it shouldn't.
Get a fucking life. Fuck you wind.