Me So Cranky, So Very Very Cranky

Back off my blog!

I'll eat that pie if I want to, d*mnit!

You _will_ deliver that washer, _today_.

F.

Double F.

Pass the doritos.

It's called a transition--use one.

Screw it--I'm watching a movie.

There's nothing to watch.

This Jazz Diet Pepsi taste like sh*t--stawberries and cream my ass!

What the h*ll font is this? F. Double F _again_.

They're all Fs.

No, I do not want to help you with Geometry homework.

What the f is a transendental angle??

Pick up your own d*mn syrup.

I'm not cleaning today.

Not napping.

I'm going out into the sun,
into the sun,
under a tree falling with color,
waiting for my true mother
to beam me up.