Meth related traffic has risen to an all time high, congratulations to all of you for wasting your lives snorting poison. If you really want to die that badly you really should contact me, I could show you far more fun and exciting ways to kill yourself than slowly rotting away until you finally collapse in a bus station shithouse. Oh well, to each his own I guess.
And for the retard (no offense to mentally handicapped people, that kid down the street with the electric wheelchair with the built in slobber trough is smarter than this dumbass), now where was I? Oh yeah, for the retard in Battle Creek, Michigan that found me by doing a Google search for "What happens if you don't put oil in a 2 stroke weed eater?", just in case you haven't found the answer allow me to help. You burn the fucker up, immediately, do not pass go, do not collect $200. Go to the Sprawl Mart and buy a new one, it's toast.
Next time read the directions dipshit, or better yet, do us all a favor, stay away from all things mechanical before you hurt somebody. There's plenty of illegal immigrants around that would be happy to take care of your yard for you for peanuts, hire one of them, it'll be cheaper in the long run.
That's all I have today, really, I'm not kidding, seriously, why are you looking at me like that? Really, that's all I have, now go away, you're creeping me out . . . . . . . weirdo. ;)