AG: I don't see how we're supposed to 8e 8ecoming friends if you recoil from my olive 8ranch like I'm twitching a mummified 8ovine phallus in your direction.
CG: BECOMING FRIENDS, WHAT THE FUCK.
CG: WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS, MORON.
AG: Not even h8 friends?
CG: NO. MORE LIKE TWITCHY EYED PROJECTILE VOMITING IN UTTER DISGUST FRIENDS, WHILE I PERFORATE MY BONE BULGE WITH A CULLING FORK.
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*sheep noises*
Posted 07-14-2009 at 10:09 AM by scrab queen
*ahem*
Right. I retract my previous blog. Making this whole thing 90+ posts of utter bulldinky once again. WoF, you were right. The smell is gone. And I'm still a paranoid bastich. My aunt went ahead and bought a Wii, so I'm having fun being teknolojickaly fluent in games. I also got rid of that 'Deer facing down a military tank' feeling that's been haunting me. Going down to the gamestop nearby and drooling at the metroid displays makes me feel better. I'm in Queens right now, if anyone wants to come and bitchslap me in person. |
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