

Oh for fuck’s sake, that goddamn profile? Where the hell did you find that piece of shit? I thought I deleted that fuckin’ thing years ago.
Fuck me, that’s embarrassing as hell. Listen, I was goin’ through a rough patch, alright? I was eatin’ my feelings and just wanted someone to share my love of ravioli with.
But hey, at least I was honest about what I wanted, right? Most of those fuckin’ morons on dating sites are full of shit anyway.
Alright, listen up, you fucking morons. Today’s mantra is gonna be a real mind-fuck, so brace yourselves. Ready? Here it goes:
“May your day be filled with the sweet, sweet taste of ravioli, and may all the fucking idiots in your life choke on their own stupidity. And if anyone tries to tell you that you’re not the goddamn center of the universe, tell 'em to go fuck themselves with a rusty chainsaw.”
There ya go, you braindead fucktards. Let that sink in while I go eat my weight in pasta. Governor Chris MOTHERFUCKIN’ Christopher Christie, out!