Firecrotch, what the fuck would I care to know all that crap for? You're just taking up fucking paper writing so many words and you know I don't read! No shit that I'd hate the army, if I wanted to be told what I could and couldn't do and get shot for some bullshit reason I'd go back to inside or shoplift from the Kash and Grab again. Besides, it's better to fucking run at them than wait for them to shoot you in the back of the fucking skull. And fucking go ahead and tell Mandy, see if I give a shit. You'll be the one to fucking blame when she kills me for going in her fucking diary to get this bloody address. And I didn't do anything, not really. Some fucker just tried to run me over and I maybe almost died. Fuck it actually, I almost died. It was sorta a new thing for me, it was bullshit, I wouldn't try it. And you know I'm too fucking amazing to forget. What the fuck does monotonous mean anyway?
Don't get your ass shot off. – Mickey.