A jihad against Dads damned radio

Dads damned radio

It's bad enough you woke me up at 1 in the fucking morning but you have the gall to keep me up for 30 consecutive GODdamn minutes. I cannot describe how many unseemly things I want to do to you. It would be slow, painful. Like melting you over some computer wreckage to make you feel at home. Maybe you'd like a proper burial. I'll gladly do that, as long as you don't mind being alive. With spiders. All kinds. Poisonous, jumpy, or just plain bloodthirsty. I'll stop there. But heed my words, you'll wish you never woke me up.
Declared by Anonymous on Sunday, January 15, 2017