you can repost it ad infinitum, it's still crap to mine ears.
Dunkelheit wrote:you can repost it ad infinitum, it's still crap to mine ears.
Get some new ears, dude.
Get some new ears, dude.
Billy Rhomboid wrote:Dunkelheit wrote:you can repost it ad infinitum, it's still crap to mine ears.
Get some new ears, dude.
man, i totally forgot i posted this.
during my forumlessness, heritage absolutely grew on me! now i love it!
ok not really, it is still rubbish, to mine ears.
and no billy, my ears are completely fine
THIS:
Fucking proto-humans who are too limited in intellect to see that it is the morning of fortnightly green waste collection, and park their idiotmobiles wheresoever they like.
I wonder how they like a full can of insecticide taped to their exhaust?
Fucking proto-humans who are too limited in intellect to see that it is the morning of fortnightly green waste collection, and park their idiotmobiles wheresoever they like.
I wonder how they like a full can of insecticide taped to their exhaust?
Snide comments from supposed friends.
Mika wrote:Snide comments from supposed friends.
*Skanks.
Biert wrote:"When I see what you're listening to on Last.fm I usually think "that's no music for a girl."
Mika wrote:Snide comments from supposed friends.
I know that one. It's harsh, but take it as an excuse to go meet newer folks.
Excuse the expletive, but I'm fucked. This is gonna be un-awesome in the morn' 
Mika wrote:Excuse the expletive, but I'm fucked. This is gonna be un-awesome in the morn'
No need for being a Grumpelstiltskin. We all make an ass of ourselves more than we'd like to. Present company definitely included.
Nothing ruins a pleasant day quite like a sibling's shitty attitude.
Youtube doesn't display the video quality anymore. It's hidden away behind an extra click. Excuse me while I hang myself.
Just got in an argument with my neighbor's 40 year old grandson.
I was playing drums and I hear a knock on the window. I knew he was weird enough to come into our backyard and do so, so I kept playing, pretending to just ignore him. I figured that he would just leave. I was wrong. I look up, he's in my room waving at me. He asks, "Is it cool if I come in?" Didn't matter, CAUSE HE JUST FUCKING WALKED IN! I'm instantly pissed. I tell him it's not cool for him to just walk into someone's house, it's weird. He told me he knocked first, then went onto our property and knocked on my window. He said he knocked on our door again, and it just opened. (didn't happen, we have a sturdy door.) So he walked in. I explained to him how knocking on the window was weird. While explaining this, a beer falls out of his pocket and he stumbles to pick it up. HE'S DRUNK! He's bitching at me for being weirded out by him walking in, justifying it by saying, "If your friends did it, you wouldn't be acting this way". I told him that I've known them for about 6 years, I've met him maybe 6 times in the past four years. He gives up and just stands there. He looks at my drums and goes, "Can I play?" I told him I'm not in the mood for that. He argued with me about THAT! "What do you mean? You can't explain that, what are you saying I can't play? You don't have a reason to not be in the mood." DUDE. You just walked into my house and argued with about how it's cool for you to walk in any time, you've put me in a bad mood. Then he wants to play bass. I tell him no. He sits for a second, looks at me, then says, "I'm just gonna open a beer, you want some?" I tell him no, I don't drink. He gets all up in arms about that. He stands for maybe 30 seconds with this stupid fucking look on his face. "Do you want me to leave?" I told him very nicely yes, that this whole thing has put me in a really bad mood. He's walking out of my room and goes, "I love you, Stuart." I don't say anything out of what-the-fuckness, I walk him to the door, as he steps out, I lock it. He watches me walk away from the door. WHAT. THE. FUCK. The worst part is, I know he's gonna be back.
I was playing drums and I hear a knock on the window. I knew he was weird enough to come into our backyard and do so, so I kept playing, pretending to just ignore him. I figured that he would just leave. I was wrong. I look up, he's in my room waving at me. He asks, "Is it cool if I come in?" Didn't matter, CAUSE HE JUST FUCKING WALKED IN! I'm instantly pissed. I tell him it's not cool for him to just walk into someone's house, it's weird. He told me he knocked first, then went onto our property and knocked on my window. He said he knocked on our door again, and it just opened. (didn't happen, we have a sturdy door.) So he walked in. I explained to him how knocking on the window was weird. While explaining this, a beer falls out of his pocket and he stumbles to pick it up. HE'S DRUNK! He's bitching at me for being weirded out by him walking in, justifying it by saying, "If your friends did it, you wouldn't be acting this way". I told him that I've known them for about 6 years, I've met him maybe 6 times in the past four years. He gives up and just stands there. He looks at my drums and goes, "Can I play?" I told him I'm not in the mood for that. He argued with me about THAT! "What do you mean? You can't explain that, what are you saying I can't play? You don't have a reason to not be in the mood." DUDE. You just walked into my house and argued with about how it's cool for you to walk in any time, you've put me in a bad mood. Then he wants to play bass. I tell him no. He sits for a second, looks at me, then says, "I'm just gonna open a beer, you want some?" I tell him no, I don't drink. He gets all up in arms about that. He stands for maybe 30 seconds with this stupid fucking look on his face. "Do you want me to leave?" I told him very nicely yes, that this whole thing has put me in a really bad mood. He's walking out of my room and goes, "I love you, Stuart." I don't say anything out of what-the-fuckness, I walk him to the door, as he steps out, I lock it. He watches me walk away from the door. WHAT. THE. FUCK. The worst part is, I know he's gonna be back.
Have him shot.
Often.
Often.
I made a joke with him about that last week when he watched me and my friends through the window.
THE FUCK?! D:
HAVE HIM CASTRATED!
HAVE HIM CASTRATED!
Peas and love.
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