Discussion in 'Waffle' started by Moskit, Mar 23, 2013.
I hope you've got it.
In your face.
yeah well its not that funny, cancer is pertty serious stuff, you shouldnt say thinogs you dont want people to say to you either so you seem to suffer the aflict
i hope u choke to death on a sherbet dib dab
OMG. I just logged in to make a thread about ARSE. This is crazy. must be fate.
My thread was going to ask, "Will Harry ever see the light of day again or has he crawled so far up the arse of the new admin guy that he will be stuck there forever like an itch you cant scratch?"
Shut it faget.
This is orsum fred.
It's my new home, it's awesome up here. I feel like lemmiwinks
I am a twat
Thanks is back...
id give you a hiding for your ungrateful tone if it wasnt for the strange onset of what i can only assume is narcoleps. that and fungi from the shores of yuggoth. damn it everytime i fin to raise up and go on vacation and my punk ass coworkers can straight catch the vapours and rock out all night some bullshit like narcolepsy happens to me.
Tears taste good, when I see people crying I go and lick them
Dude if i'm awake past 11pm these days its a miracle...
Now I wake up everyday at some ungodly hour in the morning, its so early it hasn't even got a name for its time.
I've become that person I swore i'd never become, getting up & doing household type things whilst all the normal people are wet dreaming about eating lunch off Halle Berry anoose.
i'd go out on a massive psychedelics binge, to prove to myself & everybody i'm still alpha awesome rock god, but all my money has been spent on removal vans, solictors fees & other such fuckery, I also think i'd properly die this time...
see, as good as that may seem, atm, i am on day nr 3 of prove myself binge and quite probably will die from the sheer terror i feel at the prospect of not having any benzo to turn to. cos i dont. have any, and there will be hell toupee, mark my words. king kong suite of trouble more urgent that a spear through the head. im trying to iron this out with some wine, and its simply not the medicine. could be ive acted slightly dick-ish to some people in these last few... days really and thats a clear mistake, on my behalf. i speak like the president, would you look at that haha
Once some more responsible adults having realised that doing this packing things in the snow malarkey is both stupid & entirely counter productive & return to the warmth & comfort of the house.
I shall start on the Special Brew & Tramadols.
& then, young Rupert, balance will be restored.
I will play 93 hardcore & shout at the floor, maybe even venture to the pub & gatecrash the people from works party thing & ruin everybodys fun with my vulgar drooling aggressive presence until i'm escorted from the premises or the sheer cancery nature of their faces causes me to face violate one of them with my forehead.
Or I might just knock one out & goto sleep...
i envy those of you able to mastrubate, i also notice how being shit drunk and act like a penis to family and friends can do wonders for your eloquence! i just rememebered ill soon be dead
snort mkat and on the comedown shove things in ur ass
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