now don't cry baby.
it's not all your fault.
but the bastard has to tell you off.
you see,
all I wanted to do after a long drive in the shit was to park and go back home.
but no,
I had to dig a snow bank out of my way.
it's not your fault baby. the bastard is just tired.
shoveling tons of wet snow can do that to a man.
—the bastard
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