Fuck depressing shit. Dedrofuck it with a rotten tree branch until a sapling sprouts out of your goatse. I never want to be around sad people. I want to be around fucking winners. Yeah, sometimes it feels as though life has you stuck in the bottom of a port a potty after a chili eating contest, but don’t ever fucking give in to the sadness. Tell it to get fucked, for you vow to defeat it with awesomeness.
And, my friends, this is awesomeness to absolute zero and back.