This guy right here is my boy Harry Baals. Yeah. That's his name. Why am I pissed right now? Because the mayor of some town in Indiana refused to name a new building 'Harry Baals'. Could this guy's dignity be stripped down anymore? No doubt every single day of this guy's life was a battle. He'd probably just take joke after joke everyday, until that bell rang and he could unleash his anger at recess. Just absorbing every little remark, making him more and more pissed. Heaven forbid someone was like 10 feet away from this guy, because they'd just get an automatic ass whooping. Like forget any games. Recess must've looked like 'Nam when Harry Baals got made fun of. Just pure mayhem. Haymakers being thrown left and right. The fat kids sitting at the top of the slide with an obvious escape route for when Harry smelled their fear. And now the new mayor refuses to name a building after him? Grow a pair of Baals dude. I hate this mayor already and I hope he gets impeached or whatever it is.
So tonight, let's pour one out in honor of Harry Baals. He's needed it since the second is parents decided to name him Harry, but now that he can't get a building named after him, I think he'd appreciate it. Lord knows he needs it.
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