DragonSinger

Naw, you good. Real friends do not watch you get your ass beat like that. My girlfriends and I are mostly around 5'2''-5'3'', but if some dude puts his hands on one of us, it is fucking on.

Your friends sound unreliable as fuck, so just call the cops next time. Look, if you need backup when confronting a bully, then you are not one who can talk shit. You're just gonna get hurt. I would second Nab's idea to fuck up that dude's van, or at the very least steal his shit, but your bitch ass friends might snitch on you.

This.

How to be assertive when I want something plus the critical thinking skills to obtain it. That has been very handy throughout my life.

I'VE ONLY HEARD TWO SONGS BY THEM, BUT I CAN'T REMEMBER THEIR NAMES.

This raised my eyebrows, but she seems like the type to get wrangled up in a rape cult.

Excuse me, but I feel there is an unfair emphasis in these discussions on people earning their ranks through contests, etc. I went through plenty of effort by shaking an old man down for a rank while he was in a good mood. I should not be penalized because of a misconception that I got something for doing absolutely nothing. Not that there's anything wrong with getting something by sheer laziness, but this was totally hard work yo.

Because that would be torture for me.

How did you get it under the washing machine?

Was this intentional?

Yo, quit trying to make me dream about that shit. When I look at that room, all I see is inescapable death.

You probably don't want to use phrases like "you and your ilk" while joking about how great is to be white. Dipshit.

priv·i·lege ˈpriv(ə)lij/Submit noun 1. a special right, advantage, or immunity granted or available only to a particular person or group of people. "education is a right, not a privilege" synonyms: advantage, benefit; More verbformal 1. grant a privilege or privileges to. "English inheritance law privileged the eldest son" If you're gonna bitch, at least pretend that you actually have a full grasp of what the word privilege means. Less likely to have the cops called on you for just sitting in a restaurant or being murdered by them for being a 'scary black person' is an advantage, dipshit.

That's usually the opposite with me when it comes to food. My mind is saying "Yessss!", but my body is saying, "Goddammit, bitch!"

I think needing to take a bunch of pills for my health ended up killing the appeal of recreational drugs for me. That and all the fun ones wouldn't mix well with my heart.

Amazon. Out of the several times I've bought used merchandise, only once was the condition not matching the description. I returned it with zero hassle right when a cheaper copy in better condition popped up from another vendor on the site. Ebay will have rarer items, but you have to be very careful about not getting duped by counterfeit shit.

This might actually not be terrible. Or it might be the entertaining kind of terrible, and I love me some spy cheesiness.

The coolest for my is flying in a plane when you're in the clouds. No sight has ever matched that for me. The least coolest was the army of business people that there's no end of during peak pedestrian traffic hours of Times Square. It was suffocating to just look at so many people at one time. New York had some cool stuff, but I avoided talking to anyone for like a week after getting back to Georgia.

Of course those people are angry. It must be really hard for those folks to figure out if they're a straight pedo or a gay pedo.

In defense of people like us, ice cream and frappuccinos are too fucking delicious to give up. Most of us become experts in delaying or lessening the effects of the poop fest though. What was your McDonald's meal?

God I hate Microsoft so fucking much. I have to dodge another update that fucks up drawing programs/tablets again. Why is it so hard to admit that you know jack shit about how artists depend on this stuff functioning correctly and stop messing it up worse than before. I guess I should be lucky that I don't use Photoshop or a Huion tablet because those users are getting fucked more.

I had very little appetite and could only eat a small packet of Ritz for dinner last night. Even if I was hungry, I had no ground beef for chili. So yeah, curse your belly!