MOWING THE loving LAWN.
WHY THE forget IS IT THAT WHENEVER I HAVE TO WASTE HALF A GOD DAMN HOUR MOWING THE loving LAWN, IT ALWAYS loving GROWS ANOTHER THREE loving FEET IN A GOD DAMN DAY? WHAT THE forget?! I JUST WANT TO loving MOW THE DAMN LAWN AND BE loving DONE WITH IT, NOT GO THE forget OUT THERE EVERY GOD DAMN DAY! THAT'S loving BULLstuff, MAN! I HAVE OTHER loving stuff TO DO WITH MY DAMN DAY THAN GO OUT EVERY loving HOUR AND CHOP UP ALL THE LITTLE GREEN forgetS IN MY BACKYARD THAT HAVE A loving GLANDULAR PROBLEM!
LAWNS ARE loving richardHEADS, AND I DON'T loving LIKE 'EM.