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09-30-2014, 02:31 PM | #28971 (permalink) | |
Groupie
Join Date: Sep 2014
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09-30-2014, 04:33 PM | #28973 (permalink) | ||
Zum Henker Defätist!!
Join Date: Jan 2011
Location: Beating GNR at DDR and keying Axl's new car
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That's not true. I like to confuse everybody.
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09-30-2014, 05:16 PM | #28976 (permalink) | |
Zum Henker Defätist!!
Join Date: Jan 2011
Location: Beating GNR at DDR and keying Axl's new car
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Dude, she's totally trying to **** you. Or at least she was. Good job, goober.
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09-30-2014, 05:17 PM | #28977 (permalink) | ||
Oracle
Join Date: Apr 2013
Location: Closer then you think.....
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No one wants to bone you!^
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09-30-2014, 05:36 PM | #28979 (permalink) | |
Zum Henker Defätist!!
Join Date: Jan 2011
Location: Beating GNR at DDR and keying Axl's new car
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Who said anything about boning me? The fact that you're bringing this up, seemingly for no apparent reason, makes it seem that the lady doth protest too much.
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09-30-2014, 07:37 PM | #28980 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
Join Date: Oct 2013
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I left work foaming at the mouth and thirsty for blood. I was convinced someone had stolen my skateboard towards the end of my shift, particularly convinced that it was one specific customer. I swore it was there until 3:20, just when I finished my last order. That order dined in, left without me realizing. Some 20something rich kid, kinda rude and douchey. Definitely one of those spoiled types. I was ready. I had it mapped out in my head. Put a cigarette out in his eye and punch his neck holding my keys between my knuckles. My knife was at home. I walked up and down neighboring streets looking for this kid, stopping in at bars to see if anyone saw him. Nope.
I picked up a chamomile tea and asked one more time. No cigar. So I chalked up my losses albeit extremely bitterly. Went over it in my head, felt sorry for myself and contemplated why it is that I seem to attract these kinds of people- thieves, manipulators, users. I got pretty worked up over it. Then I got home and my skateboard was right next to my door... where I always leave it when I'm home. The pavement outside was to wet and slippery from the fog this morning to skate on so I left it home and forgot... Kind of a wake up call for me. Dunno why I felt like sharing but yeah... I feel bad about how upset I was and where my mind went over something that, while important to me, is really small and not so significant.
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