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You Start Fucking Around With One of Those TV’s and You Might as Well Just Piss Your Entire Day Down the Fucking Toilet

 

By Fingers Rolly  Man on the Street

By Fingers Rolly Man on the Street

God as my witness, you start fucking around with one of them TV’s and you can just piss the entire day down the fucking toilet.   I had one of them big old shitboxes.  Wood inlays, built-in speakers– there was enough room on top that you could put out an entire fucking chuck roast and serve it up– with trimmings. Fucker started to go up– the picture started to slowly disappear.  Thought I was going fucking blind and also crazy. They said, “You’re gonna need another one” and I cursed them out. But the picture kept disappearing so I finally said, “Bring me some new shit and hurry up about it.” So they did.

Used to be, you had a big dial you’d turn on.  Now you have this little shitbird of a button.  I’m pressing and pressing and nothing happens.  So I went out into the kitchen for awhile and screamed at that broken bullshit asshole of a desert.  Fucking brown jerk-off of a desert. I go back in and finally get the fucker to turn on. Just a bunch of nonsense.  I sat and watched the nonsense for awhile and then I managed to hit some other shitbird of a button and some other program come on. It was some foreigner  in her pajamas.  She was sitting on a couch with some big ugly puppet.  I don’t know what the fuck it was about. So, what I’m basically hinting at is that I pissed the entire fucking day away.

 

The Lankville Daily News would like to apologize for the preceding article.  Mr. Rolly was assigned an article on the opening of a livestock fair in Southern Lankville County.

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