All right all you cocksuckers. Mean Uncle Lee’s feeling a little less “mean” today. After picking up my Dunkin Donuts morning fucking coffee and fucking apple fritter today, I’m nice and chilled-the-fuck-out. It so happened that I was offered a fucking opportunity to share some of the fucking wealth with all of you jobless cocksuckers, and so I’m throwing out my “Sip, Scratch and Score” entry for any of you jobless motherfuckers who would kill for a horribly fucking unsatisfying 4″ pepperoni “pizza”. Yeah, that’s right, assholes. Pizza at fucking Dunkin Donuts. Who cares if it sucks, your fucking unemployed ass can’t be choosing what you beg for. You’re fucking welcome.
And we’ll fucking know if any of you jobless cocksuckers go to Wiki or Google, so don’t even think about it.
Why did Tim Duncan pick number 21 for his jersey?
A: Loves Blackjack
B: Only because it was available.
C: Tribute to his brother-in-law.
C: Wife’s age when they married.
Winner can pick up his voucher for the fucking pizza by meeting me at the corner of “Fuck You” and “Kiss My Ass”. Now go look for a fucking job, cocksucker.
