Blessed Ostara, peeps! (aka F*CK OFF, WINTER!)

Blessed Ostara, peeps. In other words, HAPPY SPRING! Dear Winter, Now then, Winter. Take a hint. Go away. We’re looking for some time apart, Chilly Weather. Need a break. It’s not you, it’s m–wait, no, it’s TOTALLY you, Winter. You are one farked-up, psycho cunt lately, and frankly, we’re sick of you. Go take your … Read More

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