Never Believe It's Not So

I need a haircut. My hair is out of control. It's taking over. It's gone into my brain and seizing my motor functions.

I've had a good week of being a complete bum. It's fun not waking up early, but I gotta start getting my shit together. Started cleaning up the place today. I'm terrible and it takes me forever to get things in order sometimes. I need one of those Extreme Queer Makeover fuckers to sort my shit out. Show me how to live. Coz Dianetics ain't cuttin it.

I'm feeling better that my deal's about to be final. C-c-c-oz I'm broke, motherfuckers, and Malice needs to get p-p-p-aid...!

Also: I hate football. Do you hear me? I hate football.