"Lost" finale
off the chain
Just a little blog where you can come to relax and "get away from it all"... where you pretend your monitor is the sun, your uncomfortable desk chair is a comfortable lounge chair (with an umbrella), and your mouse is a coconut with a straw in it! Oh fuck, you are staring directly at the sun, you're fucking DUMB
my car has a tape player and a radio, cause it's fucking old.
"Jesus fucking Christ! (Not meaning to add to the pre-Viridian air of general anti-clericalism.)"
I am on a posting spree
trying to get a bowling ball in this motherfucker is like pulling teeth.
$4 for a basket of glocks, an M-16, and endless amounts of ammo w/grenades is probably the best fucking deal on the planet, considering how good everything is. It also will probably make you kill 80 pounds in t-minus 1 month.
$4 for a basket of ribs, steak fries, and endless amounts of awesome rolls w/cinnamon butter is probably the best fucking deal on the planet, considering how good everything is. It also will probably make you gain 80 pounds in t-minus 1 month.
Chef Boyardee ravioli is a food I haven't eaten in a long time (although I eat ABCs & 123s w/meatbulbs weekly), but I ate some last night because I just didnt know what to eat!!!! It was really fucking good, OK? That's basically what I'm trying to get at.
I broke out into hives at work today!
inside jokes arent funny, automatic -1'd!!!