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Friday, June 11, 2010

Friend BP Everywhere

It seems like everywhere I go there's a BP ad. And they really, really want to be my friend.


But what kind of friend wants you to listen to them, but doesn't want to listen to you?
The same kind that asks you if they can tie their horse and llama up in your backyard as a favor, and then lets them shit all over it without cleaning it up. I already have such a "friend", BP. I don't need anymore.
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