Could This Day Have Started Anymore F’ed?

I get desperate messages from my accountant about certain bills and credit ratings and my name being on things that it shouldn’t be on and then we have a subscriber who only wanted one month, not three months and then we have service interruptions trying to upload last nights show and so that means getting my web people and the radio end together to figure it out (always an adventure) and the idea I was going to work-out this afternoon ain’t gonna happen. F this and the F’ing cavalry division behind it. F!“I’ll beat your f’ing ass! Trust me!”–Bad Baby