2026 can kiss my hairy, unwiped asshole. Here's what I've had to deal with so far, and we're only seven-twelfths of the way done. Had one friend completely cut ties with me and another start flaking on me every time I tried to get together. Constant fuckups at work. Sick kitty. (Thankfully better now.) My car got rear-ended and totaled because the idiot woman behind me was distracted and didn't notice the red stoplight. Fractured metatarsal (foot bone) from stepping on some uneven concrete in exactly the wrong way. Please stop 2026. I want off.
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