Doorjob

I need the handyman to come give me a doorjob my door don't lock so i might get robbed it's annoying and always squeaking everytime it rains or storms it gets weakened i don't wanna have to go to the store i'll be the only guy carrying a door so this guy needs to come fix my door to my house i'll kick him out if he shows up in a blouse so the guy came to fix my door he fell through the floor i don't know what to do i think i'll move

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Sloppy Joe

Date: 2/22/2016 8:53:00 AM

this "Door Job" poem is getting really old man. Ive seen this going on for years now and its just wrong. My wife asked me to give her a door job one time and I told her no so i lost my wife, my kids, my job, my phone all because the door wanted a door job. Real mature talking about this profanity.

Sloppy Joe
Date: 2/22/2016 8:59:00 AM

My door aint ratchet its a piece of junk that stole my heart and killed my family. Tried to murder me until I escaped and burned down the house. I can feel he is still alive though. He's gonna find me..... Im going to die!!! Wait a sec....I heard someone in my house... brb....(Silence) Hey this is the door that just killed this idiot don't listen to him he was an idiot. I wouldn't hurt a fly

Diet Water
Date: 2/22/2016 8:56:00 AM

Alright listen hear Turkey salad boy Ain't nothing wrong with a door getting a little work done. Your just mad because your door is rachet