T'was the morning of Christmas, and all through the house the guinea pig was flying and disturbing the mouse. The wrapping lay torn on the floor and the chair and the children, clutching toys, had made the sofa their lair. The parents had retreated, clutching their heads, and drank from their coffee right down to the dregs. And I with my laptop and my wings that I flap, had just begun thinking about inspirational crap. When upon my screen I beheld such a post, I knew I must comment, a metaphorical toast. Down for my keyboard I reached in a flash, typing so hard the keys clicked and crashed.
The sun on the side of the concrete did shine as I deflected my siblings who begged with a whine. "I need to finish this!" I exclaimed as I made words appear. "It might get more Loves than all my work yet this year!" With my fingers rushing, so lively and quick, I tacked on a line and finished with a click. More rapid than updates my words came, and I thought of my Followers and called them by name. "Look Jerkface! Look Bro_Nap! Look dawg56! See colette, see Xefon, see Rashed and trueshimmerchapstick! To the top of the post and the end of the wall, but I ran out of space before calling them all
if i was in a room with Osama Bin Laden, Saddam Hussein, and Justin Bieber and had a gun with 2 bullets I would not shoot the 2 dead guys, I would probaly leave the room. If I had to kill someone then I would shoot Justin Bieber.
T'was the morning of Christmas, and all through the house the guinea pig was flying and disturbing the mouse. The wrapping lay torn on the floor and the chair and the children, clutching toys, had made the sofa their lair. The parents had retreated, clutching their heads, and drank from their coffee right down to the dregs. And I with my laptop and my wings that I flap, had just begun thinking about inspirational crap. When upon my screen I beheld such a post, I knew I must comment, a metaphorical toast. Down for my keyboard I reached in a flash, typing so hard the keys clicked and crashed.
The sun on the side of the concrete did shine as I deflected my siblings who begged with a whine. "I need to finish this!" I exclaimed as I made words appear. "It might get more Loves than all my work yet this year!" With my fingers rushing, so lively and quick, I tacked on a line and finished with a click. More rapid than updates my words came, and I thought of my Followers and called them by name. "Look Jerkface! Look Bro_Nap! Look dawg56! See colette, see Xefon, see Rashed and trueshimmerchapstick! To the top of the post and the end of the wall, but I ran out of space before calling them all
July 4th: the day where We eat cheeseburgers, drink beer, and blow up shit. BECAUSE WE'RE AMERICAN.
MAYBE IF YOU HAD A REMEMBRALL YOU'D REMEMBER WHERE THEY ARE.
If they make a cure for aids, they should call it F8, because it takes you to safe mode.
At first I thought of tornadoes and I was all DA FUQ!?!?!?!?!? Then I remember my keyboard......
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WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN
Ya, but that was like a double question. A question in a question... INQUESTION
if i was in a room with Osama Bin Laden, Saddam Hussein, and Justin Bieber and had a gun with 2 bullets I would not shoot the 2 dead guys, I would probaly leave the room. If I had to kill someone then I would shoot Justin Bieber.
That's like saying that blowing bubbles and smoking weed are both bad because it stings if it gets in your eyes.
That was a very eloquent piece of crap.
Either you play softball, or the kids these days are coming up with crazy new sexual phrases that I've never heard of.
Does this rag smell like chloroform to you?
errr, yea. buying...
I'm not talking about love, I'm talking about marriage.
With this logic, you should despise everyone. Because everyone sins. And all sins are equal in God's eyes.