selfish f*ckers in this house.
i'm out there, trying to catch the pigs because it's clear the heavens are going to open. me alone, every f*cker else sat in the garden.
which is fine. when it's not p*ssing it down, but then the heavens f*cking opened AND EVERY F*CK RAN IN THE B*ST*RD HOUSE.
oh no, f*ck the small animals running around in the garden THEY'LL BE FINE GOING INTO THEIR HOMES ALL WET WHILE THE RAIN P*SSES INTO THEM TOO.
h no, f*ck that. no harm done. sleeping in wet beds, eating damp food. no that's just FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE.
f*cksake.
i come in the house & say to them about it
mam: "well what should i have done?"
CAUGHT A F*CKING ANIMAL, MAYBE? it's not exactly difficult