Every morning I wake up pissed off ready to break a bitch's skull open. This morning was no different. I woke up, took a shower, pissed excellence, and made the jaunt down stairs to enjoy an organic cup of raisin bran (no homo). Much to my dismay, I apparently do not live with a polite, young, Ukrainian doctor, but instead with a sneaky russian bastard who decided the house shall follow the rules of the iron curtain. Bitch, I'm a free market capitalist... you reap what you sow. Needless to say my raisin bran was gone, watch out doctor.
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