Pointless Announcements

It's official.
I'm homesick.

 

Pfft, we haven't even hung out yet.

 

I know. My roommates just got here.
And I remembered how much I crave "No Talking About School" time.
And the hotel pillows suck donkey dick.

 

Ah, first world problems. I live down the street and you're bitching about your roommates.

 

Being a political animal, I'll be watching the new political soap, Political Animals on USA Network tonight at 10:00.

Sounds like Hillary v Drudge.

 

Ooo, drool. Man, I'd fuck her so hard she'd think I was an albino xenomorph.

 

Final week before three weeks off. No desire to go to work.

 

kid crushes never die. i know i still have it for Sigourney. God, she's even hotter in Aliens with a shaved head.

 

You two have fucked-up tastes.

*doesn't mention his daydreams involving Betty White*

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Lish , have you ever tried the Carrefour "creme au chocolat"? Stumbled upon it the last time I went stupid on groceries (2 days ago) in the MotE and I honestly think it's the best supermarket-available pudding out there.

Kinda looks like this, only it's not mousse and it comes in glass cups.

 

Pictures.

I'd totally love to wrestle your giant human-brain'd dog. Maybe you need step-in dog wrestlers. If I had a dog as big as yours and was outta the loop, I'd have to pay my buddies to come over and roll around on the floor with it in the basement every other evening. Dogs just don't feel right if they aren't put in a choke hold and flopped on their back thrice a week. Can't wait until I get a dog just so I can play living room tap out with 'em.

 

I love that the French still package things like yoghurt and pudding glass jars.

 

I love that European serving sizes for packaged foods, desserts and beverages don't say things like "MEGA" and "XXL."

 

In my head all day:

Y'all gonna make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here.
Y'all gonna make me go all out
Up in here, up in here.

 

I may have to visit you sometime, Borla. Not only are you an interesting dude that I could swap stories with, but I would also have the benefit of wrestling your large furry son. Doesn't get any better than that. Steak, beer, bourbon, giant dog wrestling and loud motorcycles. Just add strippers.

AMERICA!

 

That is one vicious dog there.
Jut found that Doom3 is no longer installed on the Windows system, fixing that now. Going to advance as late as 2004 for gaming now, and might actually get somewhere this time on this particular game.
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Just take him out for a night on the town. We can watch the house for him; should be at least two walls standing by the time all of you get back......

 

everyone said on my facebook: Hey, [my name]! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAVE SOME FIRE!!! it was a pretty awesome birthday
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has anyone else ever read the comic 100 bullets?

 

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I am first in line for Stanley-wrestling. You can have my steak, though, Plan9 .

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I've been in a funk the past couple days, and I'm not entirely sure why. Too much introspection, I suppose.

 

I'll wrestle you, then I'll wrestle the dog. Hell, I'll wrestle ALL you mofos. Five second hold finish, no blows above the neck or below the belt.