Kiss my Entrecard goodbye

In three or four days, the last of the ads I accepted through this Mongoloid Sairhead Downs Syndrome Clusterfuck will be gone, and I will nuke the widget and wait for Cindy and her trannie gang of dumb cunts to finally kick my antisocial ass out of EC's socialist network.

Hasn't worked before, but there is also hope at the end of the locomotive.

I'll keep writing and posting. If you don't read, so what? God'll still love you. What else does that imaginary fuckwad have to do?

Speaking of which, when are you assholes gonna get real?

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