May 9th, 2011 at 11:41 am by Stupid Rubbish

Post offices are f*cking disgusting sh!tpans of Satan.

No wonder they keep those f*cking inbreds behind a glass wall, they shouldn’t be allowed out on their own. And the TV nailed to the wall shows things that make me want to self-harm.

Old people smell.

There is ALWAYS a drooling, screaming mental in there with his dope-smoking pointlessly laid-back carer. Who is ALWAYS wearing shorts and a Kagool.

It’s like f*cking groundhog day.

I want to post a parcel and I don’t want anything else.

And another thing.

Those f*cking automatic voices ALWAYS sound like a smug c*nt speaking with a mouth full of cock.

First class please.

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