Angry? Mad as hell and you can't take it anymore? Get something off your chest
and it could be published online and/or in print. Bitches are anonymous and may be
edited for length, grammar, spelling and our lenient standards of propriety.
Why must you always be broken when I get you home? I love your crunchy taste but may have to switch to soft shells if you don't fuck off and stop being broken all the time. ---Love Tacos