Have you ever wandered what posessed you to make a bad decision that felt good for new york second? This little heathen is the likely culprit and is the epitome of your left-hand shoulder buddy, except he has no religious affiliation. He’s your flamethrower wielding shoulder jerk who tells you to flip off that driver who cut you off, or to leave the shopping cart in the parking lot, or the guy who says dump the whole mag range with a one-shot limit! Like the honey badger he doesn’t give a f%ck or simply said NFG (google it).
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