Sunday, June 21, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Oh, June 19th.
> you.
Ohhhh yeah. Was good to see everyone again, but it was bloody retarded, hahaha. I kena my own forfeit for indian poker and had to play the penis game.
I look like a sod.
I still can't get over the fact that I got nearly, if not all the girls with 'I have never shaved'.
lol legs.
Ohhhh yeah. Was good to see everyone again, but it was bloody retarded, hahaha. I kena my own forfeit for indian poker and had to play the penis game.
I look like a sod.
I still can't get over the fact that I got nearly, if not all the girls with 'I have never shaved'.
lol legs.
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Friday, June 19, 2009
FAQ.
So i herd u liek mudkips?
Yes. Yes I do.
Are you feeling lucky, punk?
Not particularly, no.
Is this a dead man, doctor?
Very dead, Mr. Spock.
So a Priest, a Rabbi and a whale walk into a bar. What does the whale say?
Ooooooooooooooooo.
Was that real manure?
No.
What happen?!
Somebody set up us the bomb!
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
How the fuck would I know?
Do you mind telling me what you're doing on that ship?
Finishing your fight.
Why do you always have to jump?
'Cause
What you say?!
Ok enough of that.
You ever wonder why we're here?
It’s one of life’s great mysteries isn’t it? Why are we here? Are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there a god watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don’t know, man. But it keeps me up at night.
How many roads must a man walk down before he's considered a man?
It's a rhetorical question.
Did you know...
No.
What colour is your hair?
Why do you care?
How heavy are you?
Not enough.
Tall?
I refuse to answer to an incomplete sentence.
Are you attached?
No, I'm quite free to move.
Briefs or boxers?
You perverse fuck.
Forgive me?
Hell no.
These questions are ridiculous, send in better ones.
Yes. Yes I do.
Are you feeling lucky, punk?
Not particularly, no.
Is this a dead man, doctor?
Very dead, Mr. Spock.
So a Priest, a Rabbi and a whale walk into a bar. What does the whale say?
Ooooooooooooooooo.
Was that real manure?
No.
What happen?!
Somebody set up us the bomb!
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
How the fuck would I know?
Do you mind telling me what you're doing on that ship?
Finishing your fight.
Why do you always have to jump?
'Cause
What you say?!
Ok enough of that.
You ever wonder why we're here?
It’s one of life’s great mysteries isn’t it? Why are we here? Are we the product of some cosmic coincidence, or is there a god watching everything? You know, with a plan for us and stuff. I don’t know, man. But it keeps me up at night.
How many roads must a man walk down before he's considered a man?
It's a rhetorical question.
Did you know...
No.
What colour is your hair?
Why do you care?
How heavy are you?
Not enough.
Tall?
I refuse to answer to an incomplete sentence.
Are you attached?
No, I'm quite free to move.
Briefs or boxers?
You perverse fuck.
Forgive me?
Hell no.
These questions are ridiculous, send in better ones.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
When making a sexist joke, make another.
So this morning i wrote a particularly long article about how i thought women were great big dicks about things. If you don't see the irony there nothing will ever help you.
So in fear of being chastised I'm going to complain about men now, though I'll have you know that it's going to be significantly shorter than the previous post.
We're an awful lot of stupid idiots, really. That's about it.
P.S.: And to reiterate what i said last time, just because I sound like a prick doesn't necessarily mean I am one. Though, it may. I just don't see why I have to sugar-coat everything i say to make it G-rated and friendly to all those sad bastards who soap their tongues at the word "damn". I tell it like it is and it's the likeness which I like to tell, 'cause real life's the only thing that's truly funny; you would know, with your life being so sad. hahaha. haha. ehh.
So in fear of being chastised I'm going to complain about men now, though I'll have you know that it's going to be significantly shorter than the previous post.
We're an awful lot of stupid idiots, really. That's about it.
P.S.: And to reiterate what i said last time, just because I sound like a prick doesn't necessarily mean I am one. Though, it may. I just don't see why I have to sugar-coat everything i say to make it G-rated and friendly to all those sad bastards who soap their tongues at the word "damn". I tell it like it is and it's the likeness which I like to tell, 'cause real life's the only thing that's truly funny; you would know, with your life being so sad. hahaha. haha. ehh.
Monday, June 15, 2009
= ?
I'm imagining Mick Jagger singing Led Zeppelin. It's making hilarious things in my head. hahahahahahahah.
So what I'm doing right now is postponing work cause I'm a lazy bum like that. This post is otherwise completely pointless, or at least until I think of something to talk about.
eh, nope. nothing. nevermind.
So what I'm doing right now is postponing work cause I'm a lazy bum like that. This post is otherwise completely pointless, or at least until I think of something to talk about.
eh, nope. nothing. nevermind.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
The list of games that i want,
it's getting longer. And my wallet isn't getting any larger to accommodate. Screw. All you bastards with your pirating all your games, I actually pay for mine. It's people like you who screw over the economy. Yeah, this whole thing is your fault. Asshole.
You know what I don't get the most about game pirates? Those who go to competitions and earn money from gaming. I mean, imagine you go work for, say, Microsoft. You become an executive and earn some ridiculous pay for doing absolutely nothing, but instead of buying your computers, you steal all of them.
Like spending absolutely no money on your wife but showering the girl you're cheating with with jewelry.
Jackass.
Meh, anyway, Starcraft 2 announced at the end of this year. Ch'yeah right, I'm sure. But who knows? Maybe Blizzard will deliver on time for once in their record.
Diablo 3 i'll safely assume will come out early 2011.
So to keep me occupied till then will be Assassin's Creed 2 and Bioshock 2. And Rune Factory. Maybe Prototype. And Lost Planet 2. And Splinter Cell. And one of the new Halo titles, maybe.
I need a job.
P.S. : I just got Rainbow Six Vegas 2. It's fucking awesome. Though, you know, I suck shit at it.
You know what I don't get the most about game pirates? Those who go to competitions and earn money from gaming. I mean, imagine you go work for, say, Microsoft. You become an executive and earn some ridiculous pay for doing absolutely nothing, but instead of buying your computers, you steal all of them.
Like spending absolutely no money on your wife but showering the girl you're cheating with with jewelry.
Jackass.
Meh, anyway, Starcraft 2 announced at the end of this year. Ch'yeah right, I'm sure. But who knows? Maybe Blizzard will deliver on time for once in their record.
Diablo 3 i'll safely assume will come out early 2011.
So to keep me occupied till then will be Assassin's Creed 2 and Bioshock 2. And Rune Factory. Maybe Prototype. And Lost Planet 2. And Splinter Cell. And one of the new Halo titles, maybe.
I need a job.
P.S. : I just got Rainbow Six Vegas 2. It's fucking awesome. Though, you know, I suck shit at it.
Friday, June 12, 2009
You can't hurry love, oh you just have to wait.
I forgot the lyrics to the fourth line of the chorus so somehow when i sang it today the line ended with 'masturbate'.
...huh.
Whoa, hey, anyway, it's probably your first time here because -nobody ever comes here-.
so it's 4 am in the morning and everybody knows that when you're half-awake you start to do really stupid things like turning off the private setting on your blog and deleting all your old posts.
oh wait, shit, did i do that?
screw it, also, also, our school's festival of arts (foa) is coming soon. For all of you who don't get it, it means the band's having a concert, so i need people to buy my tickets. Nobody ever buys my tickets besides maybe my old friends and my classmates, but that's only because it's compulsory for them.
you're all selfish, stingy jerks.
so -what- if it's nearing O levels and/or in the middle of your term 3 exam week. There's no 'I' in frie--
... there's no reason you can't take a little break and listen to us play and otherwise do things that are potentially hazardous to our reputation on stage. Jerks.
Jerks.
I need a new tagboard, god damn it.
...huh.
Whoa, hey, anyway, it's probably your first time here because -nobody ever comes here-.
so it's 4 am in the morning and everybody knows that when you're half-awake you start to do really stupid things like turning off the private setting on your blog and deleting all your old posts.
oh wait, shit, did i do that?
screw it, also, also, our school's festival of arts (foa) is coming soon. For all of you who don't get it, it means the band's having a concert, so i need people to buy my tickets. Nobody ever buys my tickets besides maybe my old friends and my classmates, but that's only because it's compulsory for them.
you're all selfish, stingy jerks.
so -what- if it's nearing O levels and/or in the middle of your term 3 exam week. There's no 'I' in frie--
... there's no reason you can't take a little break and listen to us play and otherwise do things that are potentially hazardous to our reputation on stage. Jerks.
Jerks.
I need a new tagboard, god damn it.
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