I asked you for: clothing to keep me warm, a farm to feed my family, and a way to connect with the universe to better myself.
Instead I got: a dirty brown toga, an urn full of dirt, and a pre-paid cellphone with 20 minutes left on it.
SO GO F*CK YOURSELF!
Please accept my apologies for the mix-up. I'm sorry that I did not meet your requirments as you specified, but I was busy running the universe and playing with my dogs.
BTW: you've got cancer, you ungrateful f*ck.
The challenge was to take the top 3
emailed photos on yahoo and create a hopefully amusing story about
the sequence. I reserve the right to refuse a disturbing picture, this includes any pictures of celine dion.
Please feel free to add alternative captions if you can or comments if you can't.
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