The rest of today

I think I'll get myself home in a minute. I still feel oddly tired, so I hope I'm in for a cunt-free evening. Upstairs is a cunt. The woman is a cunt. The children are a cunt too, and so is the latest boyfriend. Noisy cunts they are. I don't know what I'm going to have for dinner, but I hope that won't be a cunt too.