FknBucky

Payday!  The best day of the month.  Go out and get drunk day.  I used to LOVE payday.   Now it just reminds me how much I get raped by my weird Uncle Sam. 

WTF??  I’m done with the taxes.  CAP and TAX, Healthcare, Bush Tax Cuts to expire!!  What does my paycheck pay for??  Does everyone get welfare & food stamps now? Too many of us sit back and smoke weed, drink beer, and jerk off to play dough commercials. That is right sex sells so put hot half naked chicks in your commercial and our monkey minds go buy that shit.  I have a closet full of fucking play dough. 

I don’t even have time to play.  I’m stuck working all day, sober.  For what??  If I didn’t have to pay for the freeloaders I could come into work at 11 AM instead of 7AM.  “But Bucky if we don’t help them, they will die.”  BULLSHIT!! They will get hungry, get a fucking job, and buy food stimulating the economy dumbass.  Fucking die, that is the biggest crock of shit ever brewed up.     

Ever seen the poor kid in Africa they find for the commercials??  He’d love a chance to wash some dishes and earn some food.  He wouldn’t DIE in AMERICA, he’d be fucking stoked to have a chance.  WTF is wrong with the rest of you?? For fucks sake at the very least grow a pair and steal some food.  WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO JUST LAY THERE AND DIE??  Nobody.  It is a scare tactic to make people feel guilty.

 I don’t like to get involved in that stuff Bucky.  Fine, I’ll cut your throat on the way to the asshole that keeps dipping his hand in my pocket.   Way I see it, you’re either with me or against me. 40% a month they take from me, my family, my friends.  It goes to Nancy flying over you peasants, drinking high end booze, mother fucker that pisses me off.

I’m tired you mamsy pamsy paddy cake fake bastards.  I spend my time helping others, donate money to real causes that I believe in, and stay out of trouble.  Well for the most part.   So I speed on the freeway and drive home drunk once in a while.  Never at the same time because that would be stupid.  Hell I’d even pick up Africa Poor Boy after his shift at Country Kitchen for a couple of cold ones to say thanks for NOT DYING.

I’m done with the government over reaching in my life.  Don’t need them, don’t want them, and I’m not going to TOLERATE anymore of this bullshit being crammed down my throat.  Part of me hopes they keep going.  Take more.  I’m awake, but the rest of YOU AREN’T.  They are going to have to take a lot more before the rest of you start seeing what I see. 

I’m not alone.  I’m not a robot.  I won’t be silenced or told what the fuck to do.  I’m a grown man.  I’ve gotten here by myself, for myself, and I will continue the same way.  Stay the fuck out of my way, I’m not asking for a hand up, hand out, or even a hand job.  Just stop stepping on my fucking neck and squeezing the life out of me.  I promise if you keep it up, I will grab that foot, twist until I here a “POP”, and then keep going until it breaks off.  At that point I will beat to death anyone that gets near me.  Using the steel toe to punish those that have pushed to far. 

Think about that shit for a minute.

Fknbucky