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I am going to kill that kid of mine. Not only did she keep me up all night Monday, but now I have snot running down the back of my throat and have been coughing up particles of my lungs. I hope those bastards regenerate.

Not only am I killing her, but that little shit on American Idol is next. That creepy looking fella, Sanwacko, whatever the hell his name is..Holy crap, I cant take him anymore, he is sort of like a pest or rodent. I need to put me out of my misery and kill him.

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So, I will set this scene for you. Its me, a co-worker and another person. One of them says "oh, fur cute"

I can feel my blood boiling, beads of sweat forming on my palms, and forehead. I am gonna blow, and I cant do anything about, sorta like I'm a little teapot, when i get all steamed up I will shout, just tip me over and let me beat the hell out you...or how ever it goes..

I say...why do u say that? It sounds totally ridiculous, have u heard yourself? I mean seriously, every single one of you sound like under educated boobs with out a good support bra. Please, for the love of God, STOP saying it.

they think I am joking.

We were sitting around watching AI and sanwacho sings with his ponytail Mohawk and they say ohh ish ...

I lost it again. I told them they sound like my three year old who cant say school so she says cool, or like my son when he was two and could not say truck and would walk around saying , I love fucks.....

that's what u sound like...holy shit please stop.

they get a good laugh, telling me how funny I am. I told them "do I look like I am laughing?"

damn.

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I think I am starting a fight on the ole def leppard forum I am a member of. A few months ago, me and one of the managers of the band got into a BIG HUGE cat fight..well not a cat fight, but an Internet fight. he pissed me off so I did not go back for a few months..Then when I went back, I could not even remember my login or password, so I had to re-sign up..

But I made some comment about them playing at a state fair, and how I think that was sort of lame. well it pissed some people off. These are the fans who probably have all their cats named after each member of the band, and will only marry a man if he is named Joe, Rick, Sav, Vivian , Phil or Steve...these are what i call, psychos.

holy shit, its my opinion...but tis kinda fun, I like getting people all riled up. But crap, I have devoted my life since 1986 to the musical Gods I refer to as My Boys. I live them, love them, know them..or so it feels i do...i have met them..not like they call me, or invite me to their kids birthday parties, although, its never too late for that. So I can have feelings about issues.

But damn, I love getting the psycho fans all riled up..


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