Brockton is your brain powered by gunt butter or something? I mean what kind of feeble and drawn out gossamer thin dangle berry encrusted whinnet do you have to be so bitter to resent other people might having fun, being spontaneous and unpretentious and participating in a celebration and shared sense of patriotism.


You seem to fucking hate everything and everyone. I would not be surprised if everytime you spoke a torrent of swarming black flies and paint melting toxic halitosis poured out.


Chill out man