Do I Make Myself Clear?

I am fucking sick of all the fucking rain and the fucking wetness and the fucking puddles every where I try to take a fucking step. This rotten fucking weather is flooding my fucking basement and leaking through my recently-fucking-repaired roof. My fucking pansies that I just fucking planted are going to fucking drown, my sunroom is fucking useless, and my hoosier neighbor's yard smells like fucking wet dog shit.

FUCK.