The Rant And Go: Shit Just Happens, Vol.1

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Lying


So a few days back I had just gotten some new office supplies that I was gonna use for my new YouTube channel and to help keep track of my information and anything else. I had sat on the couch they had just bought because like why the hell wouldn't they have just waited the extra week until they left to get it? So I sat on the couch and I was currently scribbling away at my new Life Biography book (self named) and I made a couple of doodles to which they looked so much up to par. I'll post these on my Twitter page. I continued to write and scribble away and once I was content with the 2 pages, I continued to look up things in my laptop. About 3 or 4 hours later, Ms. America (the female who smokes a whole farm's wroth of weed and tobacco in a day while she's pregnant), came to me and TOLD me I wrote on their shitty couch. 

Now I wasn't in any mood to hear her bitching about anything I did considering her house is shitty enough due to her uncontrollable and unruly kids. I simply said that I've seen the bullshit mark and that I didn't do it despite the pen was clipped to my shirt and in my sight at all times. The mark looked as if it was done purposely due to it's form and position and it was. Their petty and overly spoiled daughter has written on the walls once quite enough. But I don't blame them on their level of pettiness. It's something to expect. I really didn't care what she thought because she isnt the one to tell me or anyone else anything considering she's harming an unborn child life deliberately. 

She asked if the spot just appeared there and I SAID I GUESS IT DID BECAUSE I DIDN'T PUT IT THERE. And she proceeded to say that "Shit doesn't just happen by itself" and walked off, much to my pleasure. I shrugged and smiled to myself. This hasn't been the first time these fucks have accused me of some over irrelevant bullshit and it won't be the last. Or will it..

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