GunStarHero

I'm trying to determine whether or not I should rewatch Hikaru no Go again. Dat ending doh.

Last time I was in there, no one got naked while I was present, but there was a very sullen, insistent mochi begging Rogue to get naked for him. Nudity doesn't particularly bother me, it's me being invited to come chat and I just gotta accept that A.) no one is actually going to chat with me and B.) The Jimmies are loose. Not exactly what I like doing with my free time. Would rather do something else.

I'm colorblind but one of the colors I can see is red, so it became my favorite almost by default.

I don't join TC anymore because the last few times I did, I was invited to come chat and instead got dude wang dangling on my screen. And if there were no cockles being oogled, someone would be whining/begging for some. What people are into is their business, not mine, but I don't like be asked to join a room to chat only to catch a face full of bro meat helicoptering around on camera.

Just throwing this out there, but you can get a free trial to try it yourself. Said trial is only a week long but that should be plenty of time to figure it out and see what they offer. Every service has their pros and cons, though, and none of them offer everything. Well, nothing legal, anyways. Check out the PS Vue trial and see if they offer you anything.

Saucy? Saucy. Saucy saucy saucy.

Take a big spoonful of creamy peanut butter and gulp it down in one go. Works for me every time.

its me ur brother

Ain't gettin' Zeni'd. No siree.

Oh, no, you ain't doin' a me run for the bamboozalin. No sir.

I almost never saw you on PSN. When I was on last week I saw Heshi and Docto, though.

Didn't see a general art posting thread, and while I normally don't make threads, uh..well...here ya go. Some of the art I've done. 2013 - Digital Painting 2010 - Acrylic Painting 2013 - In Progress Digital Painting 2012 - Mixed Media and Digital Painting 2013 - Digital Painting 2012 - Digital Painting

If you say so, champ.

Uhhh they play together nearly every night on Xbox?

Shit the fuck did you just fucking shit about shit, you shit bitch shit? Shit'll have shit know that shit graduated top of my class in Shit 3, and shit've been involved in shit Shit tutoring sessions, and shit have over shit perfect test scores. Shit am trained in shit, and shit is the top letter writer in all of southern California. Shit are nothing to shit but just another weeaboo. Shit will shit shit the fuck out with vocabulary the likes of which has neber meen shit'd before on this continent, mark shit fucking words. Shit thinks that shit can get away with shitting that shit to shit over the intaaneto? Shit again, fucker. As we shit, shit am contacting shit secret netto of otakus accross the USA, and shit IP is being traced right now so you better shit for the shit, shit. The shit that shit's the pathetic shit thing shit calls shit life. You're fucking shit'd, shitto.

I'm one of the two chefs de partie at my casino and I was offered the promotion to sous chef. I declined because the increase in pay was negligible and because of the duties involved for such a menial raise. It was also not a traditional sous chef position and I would be more of a manager that would also cook. Our executive chef is kinda...uppity, and for no reason. So all of this has made me decide to stay put. I also bare in mind that there's a reason the position was open in the first place. And it was open before I even started my job there 8 months ago. Just use your judgment . Don't ruin a good thing, blah blah blah.

Some kind of terrible screaming fox that needs, no, demands attention.

Apparently there are lots of those out here, but I haven't been to any, so what else can I say except that...

I have a black pepper allergy, and let me tell you...

Mine's more of a "wow, have you thought about how much of a piece of shit you are?" kinda thing.

Despite my mother being a globetrotting whore, as far as I can tell, the first people on either side of the family to immigrate here were my great-great-great-great-great grandparents on my father's side. They came over from Scotland. No clue about my mother's side.