I have no sound on my Google Pac-Man game. I am sad.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I know that I bought three pairs of black socks in January. I need black socks to wear with my interview clothes. I can find exactly one black sock. Where did the other five go?
They're with the Fluevogs in the velvet-lined box, listening to sexy music.
I stopped at the little convenience store around the corner to buy some peanut butter to make sesame noodles for dinner, but the peanut butter was on the second floor of the store, and I couldn't really handle the stairs, so I bought some dirty rice mix and a can of black beans, which were on the first floor. Definitely a good choice. Yum.
Perhaps the socks are acting as shoe condoms and preventing Fluevog breeding program?
I suspect the socks and Fluevogs are having fun times with each other, rather than the church-approved relations for the purposes of procreation.
Damn, I want to yell "GO PUKE IN YOUR APARTMENT" to guys walking by making loud retching noises loudly, followed by self-amused conversation, but I suspect that will just encourage the douches to do it on the spot.
Has anyone seen the new Cheeseburger network site "Historic lols"?
They have a large quantity of old pictures and paintings to caption.
Examples:
I seriously hate everything today. Just two days ago, I replaced the hard drive on my laptop, as it had crapped out. Now my display has crapped out. Don't need this. Can't afford this.
{{{{{Sean}}}}}}
Tpyo Boy, lots of ~ma for your friend, and some for you, too. (Yeah, I know there's a typo there, left it on purpose.)