I HATE YOU PAGE 61

He is drunk! He is Roman! Bring on the nude boys!

Whenever the idiot drughead kids across the street throw their "Ray" parties (No, I don't know who Ray is), there's always about 30 idiots who wear their pants around their ankles. Although it makes them look like fucking retards, it's fine by me because when I grab my weedwacker and start chasing the little shits down it makes it harder for them to run away. Ever wonder why your sink gets backed up? It's because of the chunks of Ray party kids I dump into the sewer backing up the pipes.

It's like some jackass was able to take a camera and snap a picture of my most horrendous nightmares. I refuse to believe that this photo is real, and am instead chalking it up to a disturbing VC flashback.

WE COME FOR THE FREE CONTINENTAL BREAKFAST!!!

David Connor likes a good cup of manchowder.

God I hate hippies. Especially 60 year old hippies that think they're 18. OH SHIT, WHAT A HOT AND SPICY ORGY AT THE RETIREMENT HOME!