discolé monade

i don't go back looking to see what was posted. i'm sure there are plenty of repeats happening.

i'm actually sad by this. i thought ellen was as cool as she pretended to be on her show. eh. fuck hollywood. bunch of fake ass people, leading fake ass lives.

there are no cool people on the boards. we're all assholes. the better question would have been 'who is the lesser asshole?'

i just don't purposely go to profiles. it was probably a fff moment.

that was by accident. seriously.

i have always been leary of clean yogurt lids.

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i will. tomorrow. promise. finishing up bowzer, ther's a lot of little bits to sew.

happy day of birth, trouble maker.

i have. and i am not ashamed.

i mean...no offense, but you barely make any sense on these boards. so... either you're lying about this screenplay....or you are lying about this schtick. which is it?

don't forget spellcheck. and to read the actual constitution.

catsup

gozilla v star trek. star trek crash lands in japan, and godzilla eats their ship.

her: what?? boy....ain't nobody touched your car.

i had a dream last night, that there was a small town that had a haberdashery, and i wanted that store so bad because they somehow got their hands on beautiful fabric from pakistan, china, india, but this haberdashery was in a very small mexican hilltop town. everything else in the store was pretty much garbage. so, i helped the town get from under the cartel, and they gave me the haberdashery.

i need more pens. i need more yarn. i need more notebooks. and now...NOW... i need material. i have a problem.

happy day of birth!!!

frozen shoulder. ouch and ouch.

well....they've colonized everything else...why not this?

it's only ketchup because americans changed the name it's catsup....