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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OYV GOHT AH JAHR OV DERT!
Posted 03-17-2009 at 02:10 AM by scrab queen
AHND GHESS WATS ENSOID EHT!
No, seriously, I'm getting a jar, putting dirt in it, and going to prance around the house singing the 'I've got a jar of dirt' song. At least it's better than Kain's jar of kidneys. *titters at inside joke* I already know i've gone WAAAAAAY over the edge, so instead of being a pussy and having an emotional breakdown, I'm going to have fun with it. From now on, I'm going to be completely ignorant of the fact that I can feel pain, that others can feel pain, and that midgets named Richard who are tied to a pole may not like being called 'Little Dick on a stick'. My excuse to those who actually ask? I'm taking Robin Williams' banned drug: 'Fuck it all'. Time to be a total dumbass. My first task? Come up with ill-fitting, silly nicknames for eveybody, and talk in a heavy british accent. And say OI a lot. WHOOOO! |
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