Muskox

I logged in just to help you with this. See, the man was telling you he sees how you carry yourself and to continue to do so. Lest you get stabbed by someone like him. Reminds me of smoking in a parking lot recently. An African guy started screaming he was going to fucking murder me. I didn't notice he was talking at me at first, as I was doing laundry. Then I started looking at him and he was yelling, "this is not a game! I will fucking murder you!" His accent sounded south African and my head was freshly shaved and I have a bunch of tattoos so I thought he may be mistaken. But I watched him because he was a person screaming at me from nowhere. I stared at him and he kept telling me he would kill me until he abruptly got in his car and left, regarding me nervously. I did not say one word to this man. I only looked at him while he blustered.

I really enjoyed this but the wild pitch part always bugged me. I threw a laser beam here.

Judging by the way things have gone i don't think you're someone I should listen to. Also this is a bunch of gibberish, I'd give a detailed explanation why but people will just call me crazy while the statements live in their heads until they die. Why hand out gifts? I said, I think my work is complete. Now I get to survive and have fun.

I despise i must resort to this instead of having my bully pulpit to shout decrees at the enlightened and ignorant alike. But I have a thing to say before the event, because only one is left. The question i must mull, did knowing the result accelerate it or do nothing? Was it the phrasing, have I been creating choice in my words to the extent I want? Into the world flows the blackest of bile, and most golden of light, and what ever will the people choose? All is mystery, to dumb people. The brightness of the light, borne before my eyes. Death wilts in its presence. This is not the only place I work, and my job may be complete. I only am.

As long as you made it funny. I think I would have fun doing comedy but I watch too much of it. I'd end up being derivative for certain.

I have googled myself to see how visible I am on basic internet. Not very, as it turns out. Which pleases me.

I honestly don't think I could read women well until I was 25. I'm close in age to my sister and I always hung out with women. But they still remained a sort of mystery for a time. Lost my virginity just to do it, really wasn't interested in her. Had to be fucking trashed, too. I walked the Omaha tradition of "oops I fell in your vagina while I was drunk!" for two years until I was sick of it and went on an extended dry spell. Maybe eight years? Knew I'd know the right girl when I met her. But then I met foriegn women and noticed how different they are from Americans. If I didn't meet someone on my level I could meet someone enjoyable to be around. And San Diego is full of Mexican women. Anyway, I'm pretty certain Boo was that girl, and yes she will get pissy if I don't mention her here. Like 95% sure right now. (95% confirmation is huge in scientific mathematics. Just to thoroughly drive that point home.)

The only rule I heard from someone I would believe to know is that d is correct. C would be correct if you didn't spell out that one number. Basically it's uniformity you want. If you want to spell them out, spell them all out.

Gonna try to talk your way into round two? Nothing but bold moves from the ghostrek.

Pay the hooker 150 percent so she or he will let you go a second round after you cum the first time someone touches it.

But the unsolicited ones are the most fun. Especially when you spend five minutes crafting a small paper sailor hat for it. "Tonight we sail until dawn!" This is even more effective if you have those sticky plastic googly eyes.

No, I'm just messing with you for getting worked up over a simple compliment because it's funny to me. Telling a woman you like her ass isn't like pledging your undying love. Everyone likes an honest butt compliment.

That makes as much sense as hippies, but it's hard to imagine that problem being enough of a nuisance. Which probably means it's true.

If you're worrying about a compliment about handwriting in this scenario what do you say about her ass?

When i sleep I like touching butts with Boo.

Don't drag me into whatever this is. I'm just saying that being banned for being saying mean things at people saying mean things isn't going to bother me enough to make another account. Nothing here can bother me other than most news stories from npr. All day I dream up horrible things to do, just to amuse myself with the most wretched thing I can possibly think of in any given situation. And that's the only moment horrible thoughts occupy my mind. I just dream up horrifying things to make reality seem kinda okay.

I think this might be the actual reason it started and that's kinda funny.

You have a thing for her? I don't use cute much, kinda lacking to me. And complimenting handwriting is a nothing thing to me. But it seems like you have a thing for her.

Why would I make new alts? I don't even care KN said my next ban is permanent. Being mean to people on the internet isn't my idea of fun. I came here to goof around, but instances of that seem few and far between. Glad you missed me though, sweetie.

I would make a sexy lady, and i just might have the pic for this too.

Theyre almost protein slurry.

It's weird, the neighborhood that had some really bad gang violence in the 90's here is a pretty pleasant area to me now. I've heard they could live over 100 years, why not try it?

I was looking at them the other day and they are legit huge. There's plenty to spare there.

I think I'll get a lobster and keep it alive as long as I can, then tell my kids to do the same if it keeps living.

Fucking bankers. I'm trying to get rid of the energy you people thrive on.