RoddyStiggs

Yes.

Your hands are large.

We had a compromise. It's called the bill of rights. Goes like this:

1. I'll say what I fucking want and associate with who I fucking please.
2. I'll fucking shoot you if you get in the way.
3. You stay rhe fuck out of my house.
4. Did you fucking hear me? STAY OUT OF MY HOUSE. AND LEAVE MY SHIT ALONE.
5. You're not the fucking boss of me. My crew will tell me when I'm out of line.
6. I'm fucking going home when I please, no matter what you say I did.
7. If you think I owe you, I don't unless my crew fucking says so.
8. Don't fuck with me about shit that doesn't deserve it.
9. Just because I didn't say it doesn't mean you shouldn't back the fuck off. Use your goddamn brain.
10. You don't get to make up shit and say you're in charge of it. My house. My rules.

I monitored their moms last night

This is a capital offense.

I am entirely disconnected from "the economy". Fuck AI and fuck the market. Tech cunts have it coming.

You should buy it. Every time. Fuck subscriptions.

I thought this was a foregone conclusion.

Tell me the truth that Big Artist doesn't want me to know.

Uh, FUCK THAT? Maybe?

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Whoops lol

I kan't imagine living with that mecc.

Þhat's a great idea