Don't call him an Eskimo Moron

One day (drunken evening) before the really dark time when a piece of shit named J**nny F*des polluted me with her rotting immoral pathological stench, I had some things to say. I formed an outlet for the wisdom and funny that I had been throwing away without recording it. Then I basically forgot it was there. But when I remember I am a broadcast professional (this is true...I still use the term loosely) I break it out at parties and when I meet interesting folks...I want people to like it. Those are my folks. But if you dont like it fuck off. I do this shit for ME! Every one else is gravy.

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Don't call him an Eskimo Moron

Don't call him an Eskimo Moron