I let you hit me at bugr kign. Next time, I'll whip out my massive meat and stick it up your girlfriends bum.

Little kids see us as losers, 'cause them whipper snappers have them ipod touches and cell phones and what not. And what do I have? A fucking walkie-talkie the size of a fucking box.

A virus that some jackass made that apparently fried the shit out of my computer. I called it the kamikaze virus because it fucking blew my drive up. So I had to buy a new comp.

Taking a simple little knife, and skin the opposing hand, then cut the fingers off in small pieces one by one. By one. Then, you eat it.

The only time I ever turn to watch the CN channel is for Adulty Swim. Thank you.

Dead stripper, some crumbs from chips, cigarette ashes, and some dust.

Okay. A guy wakes up, and he is in a chair. He looks in front of him, and also in a chair, is (insert important person he loves). They have spikes surrounding their face. Jon, seeing that he must help, cannot, due to the chains holding him down. He looks up, there is a chainsaw on a string, hanging waiting to fall. Then, a voice appears...."Hello, Jon. I want to play a game. A box will be slid toward you, and you must press the button on the box with your toe after my speaking ends. The button will save you and your (important person he loves). The box then appears, he presses the button. The spikes drill into his loved one's head, and the chainsaw falls on him. Boo-hoo.

I had a Blue's Clues blanket. Man, I loved that damn thing. Wouldn't go anywhere without it.

I saw this on Oddee today. I don't even think the 17 y/o even looks 17. At first look she looks maybe like a 13 or 14 y/o...how do these old geezers get some and I can't?

That is the best mother-fucking rug ever. I am gonna go to my local Wal*Mart and look for that rug.

At home, sometimes I just wear the same clothse for like 5 days in a row. Because, well, I'm home. I don't do much to get dirty. But I don't wear the same things whenever I go out.

Go to your bedroom, get on your bed, close your eyes. Grab hold of a pillow, keep your eyes closed and do whatever you want to do to that pillow and pretend it's a person. It may not work, but I just wanted to fit in.

Call the cops, and tell them that he's threatening you. Then, since you say he's like wanted, tell them to do a little stake out, then tell the bad boy that you got his money. When he comes to your door, the cops get him, and if you don't want your name given out, tell the cops to leave it confidential. If anyone asks if you did it, just deny it, even thought it might not work.

TADA!

I sent a user a PM. Went to check the list, 5 new guys joined. Sent THEM a PM, oh yipee 3 new guys joined. It's gonna be a night with a lot of repetitively unique PMs being sent out.

At 11/1/09 02:59 PM, XIII13 wrote:

At 11/1/09 02:54 PM, Darmealea wrote:

-Snitching
-Running
-Fighting
-Negotiating
-Getting a someone else to handle it.

Wrong. What you need to do is this:

Show up at the fight exactly 13 minutes late. This is to allow you to make a dramatic entrance. Once you arrive fashionably late, you must strut into the midde of the inevitbale ring of people, and perform manly things, such as ripping your shirt and posing. Once you and your opponent have tired of this, it is time for the masterpiece. Slowly pull your cock out, which should rock hard for maximum effect, and begin caressing it, slowly. Then proceed to masturbate furiously, untill you either cum, or the opponent leaves.

Garuntee you will not be fighting anyone that night.

Oh God thank you, thank you for that laugh. That is definately what I needd today. Just imaging that in my head made me burst out laughing. I totally agree with what Xll is saying, because thaat is the only way to do this...pleasurably.

At 2/14/07 12:32 AM, PS3-fan wrote: i could not handle a road side bombing right now. but i am not gonna be sent right away into fighting without training.

No matter how much training you get, a bomb is a bomb. It will blow your shit up.

Tying you to a chair, and clipping your eyes open. Someone taking one of the brightest flashlights in the WORLD and shines in it your eyes. He then takes a stand, places the flashlight there, and leaves it there. For hours. By the time he's done, your eyes will be reduced to ashes.

5"5 is shawt, yo. I was 5'5 when I was like, 12. You a fiesty little boy, aren't cha?

NYC can't be that bad. Then again, I've never been there, I live in the little area called York

At 10/21/09 04:47 PM, This-Is-Freedom wrote: This guy rides to work like a mother fucking god.

Dude, look at that gorilla's ass. This may be creepy, but it's so...emphasized. Thats the first thing I saw in that picture.

Beginning...of beastiality

I could always imagine an army of ladybugs just swarming at you. Bugs make my skin crawl, especially when THEY are crawing on MY skin.

Shit, I enjoy being home alone and naked. Anyone walk by my window and scold me, I'll swing my penis in their direction. >:(

Wow, if this law happen to come in the US, you will see much more kids in juvie, just for calling people fatties and fat-asses.

At 10/19/09 06:41 PM, EJR wrote:

At 10/19/09 05:50 PM, Piss wrote: watch what you say, you may insult wade fulp, a lover of farmville.

Along with this...

Shit, he must play that alot to get that red ribbon. And I play FarmVille a lot, it's not the shitz, but it's not so bad either.

It's just popular because a lot of other people wear it, either that or people just think the half stitchings and the ripped labels look cool. I have a few Hollister shirts that I was given to, so I wear them as undershirts. :D.

I am usually pissed when I am woken up from my naps. I just hide it and just move on.

I have evolved. At first, I just walked up normally when I was wee wittle. Then, in my tweenish years I started going on my hands and feet, since I kept falling. Then, around teen years I started just running. Now, I go 2 steps at a time because it's more convienent, yet, I always crouch and jump at the last step for overly dramatic awesomeness.

"There he goes...out onto the world...to expierie- OH MY GOD, HE GOT HIT BY A CAR!" I laughed my shit out of my ass when I witnessed that.

Oh good Lord, that was fucking gruesome. I have seen some gore and shit in my days, but this is just...unexplainable. One jump. In less than a blink his life went from a healthy rope to a small strand of a thread.

Wow, is my school the only one with people who doesn't cut themselves? Really?