What could be so freaking important under your nail that you can't stand up for the people who died for your ungrateful ass?
"I don't wanna stand up"
And I don't want to keep myself from punching you, but I stop my fists from hurtling at your disgusting, thankless face every second of every moment of every day that I see you.
I'd bet anything this is only day one of this bullshit.
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