Those fucking ads arrrrrrr

Pretty sure I can claim PTSD over all the Ads, Snowflaking and Spam calls anymore. Starting to traumatize me. Pretty soon my shitter will talk and ask me if I need Charmin, Quilted Northern Ultra plus or sand paper. Then my shit and ass will be offended I picked the wrong one, might be the wrong gender ass wipe or not vegan made. Who the f uck knows, all I know is can't do nothing without a offensive drama junkie squawking in your face. Don't even wanna answer the phone anymore, 1 in every 20 calls is actually a person. Shit I could be their top salesman I have heard enough pitches. I dream of a place far away where there is no drama, snowflaking, suck titting, spam or ads. No power, internet or vehicles.. I know, I know, just go get on the damn meds cause there not going away. Have a stellar day all. Enjoy all the ads today as well, maybe we shall wave passing one of them. Rudi Jensen