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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Posted 07-28-2008 at 05:50 PM by scrab queen

One question:

If life is supposed to be an imaginary pile of bullshit, why am I up to my eyes in it?

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	Because god and every other deity hate you.
	Posted 07-28-2008 at 07:07 PM by Mac Sirloin

	Well, if it's imaginary, then it won't be a problem for you to open your eyes and mouth wide.
	Posted 07-29-2008 at 01:33 AM by Nate

	If this blog was supposed to be an insightful pile of ludicrance, why was it blindingly obvious that it was as deep as a box of crackers?
	Posted 07-29-2008 at 11:53 PM by Leto

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