MY SWEET LORD (DOODA LANG DOODA LANG)

I AM DRUNK ON BOREDOM.
NATE IS COMPLAINING ABOUT HIS
WIFE, HER LAUNDRY SKILLS AND
LACK OF LAUNDRY SKILLS. HE
RAPES YOUNG MINDS. JUST
KIDDING ABOUT RAPE. HE LIKES
ARGUMENTS, EGG SANDWICHES.
PROBABLY OTHER SHIT. I AM SO
NOT SEWING RIGHT NOW. SEWING
EWW! I AM REALLY BORED. I AM
BORED, REALLY. HENK IS NOT A
SURFER, LIKE YOU ORIGINALLY
GUESSED LAME-ASS SMOOCH TARD.
HENK IS FROM SOUTH AFRICA.
HE ADMIRES MY CLOTHING.
MY BOOT BUCKLES AND
THRIFT STORE TROUSERS.
LET'S HAVE AN EGG SANDWICH,
READER. I WILL SNEAK UP AND
BORE YOU TO DEATH WITH A
DRILL AND SELL YOU AT A
THRIFT STORE FOR HENK TO
BUY IN SOUTH AFRICA AND
CLEAN, LATER, AS NATE'S
LOVING COMMUNIST SLUT.

P.S. JUST KIDDING HENK. WE LOVE YOU.