LAUNDRY AWESOMENESS: SLEEPING ON A BLANKET!

So, I am lazy as fuck.  Which is a messed up saying because lazy people are not out fucking anything.  Either they are too lazy to go get fucked, or they are a lazy fuck in which case word gets around and nobody is lining up to fuck them….Not that I know anything about either of those situations… just… guessing….

I did my laundry it is totally clean. Sitting in a laundry basket, it’s white basket full of my clean draws, (no I am not a racist, that is apparently the only color they come in…. and yes  it just happens to be my favorite color, and totally full of power…)((I was always wondering when would be a good time for some white power jokes… apparently never…))

Racist Fucking Basket.

I miss my mom.  All of this shit would be in my closet or nicely folded.  All of these wrinkles would be dead.  These treads would smell like a fucking mountain meadow and not like the piss my dog just sprinkled on it because he’s an ass.  Instead I have been sleeping on a blanket, under another blanket.  Guess what laundry, go fuck yourself. This blanket is soft as hell! It is like sleeping on fucking cloud! I spend all night rubbing my balls on this blanket and I wake up totally refreshed.  Throw my arms up and say… “lets go day!” Then Bill Nye tells me to stop being so loud he is trying to sleep.

AWESOME SONG OF THE DAY

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