Somewhere on the internet, footfags are spilling their chunky loads to this pic, right this goddamn second.
There's nothing really to report this week. I've spent all of Sunday sending out terrible links on facebook and feel a little spent. There is no moralizing, no should-dos, no feel guiltys, no any of that all shit that makes you want to tell me to go fuck myself with a bag of dicks. No politicizing, no amorphous edicts that I will decree and then spurn you because of your misunderstanding, no thing. No Nothing.
Nothing.
Packers won today. Cheesehead Nation, UNITE!
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Your nothing makes my nothing feel loved and understood.
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