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Three More by This Fucking Guy: Sunset, Stars and Moon

Sunset
This is one beautiful fucking sunset
Jesus fucking god, will you look at this shit?
Fucking A, am I right?
I mean, it's just the fucking sun, dropping below the fucking horizon,
But fuck me, look at that shit.
Like a work of fucking art.
Like a painting of a beautiful sunset, only better.
Fucking unbelievable
Fucking A.
8/7/2014


Stars
Oh, and now look at this shit.
Look at all these fucking stars
It's fucking beautiful
I mean, Holy fucking fuck.
I mean, fuck me.
I've never seen anything like this
It's like the fucking Hayden Planetarium.
Only maybe even better,
Like what I just said about that fucking sunset.
Fuck me, remember that beautiful fucking sunset?
And now these stars.
At the risk of repeating myself
At the risk of flogging a dead fucking horse,
These stars are fucking unbelievable, kinda thing.
Jesus fuck.
8/7/2014


Moon
And how about that moon?
Ok, even I am getting tired of me cursing in the face of all this beauty, but mother fucking fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
And there are all these crickets and shit
And the wind blowing through the trees and the grass and the way that fucking moon is reflected in the motherfucking river.
This is - I mean, how can I say that I don't believe in God when I look at this shit and all I can say is God fucking Goddamn Christ. Jesus fucking fuck.
Buddha, Yahweh, Vishnu, Allah, fucking everybody.
All of you motherfuckers.
I am fucking serious.
That is one amazing fucking moon. Fuck me.
8/7/2014

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