Random Thoughts 14

Sounds like my body clock at the moment.



Anyway. I'm off to the RSL. See you all in 7 or so hours when I inevitably come on here drunk off my tits.

 

why would they be cruel and tell the introvert to be loud & obnoxious, sigh

 

Shower.
Dry.
Get Dressed.
Go out.
Get Money.
Get presents for people.
Come home.
Play Dawn of War.
Stop playing that around 9ish
Play Tribal Wars.
Stop playing.
Watch 28 weeks later.
Right after watch Smokin aces.


How's about that for a fried slice of gold, eh?

 

I'm leaving in 2 hours so:

[size=+3]MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE![/size]

 

Don't.

 

28 Weeks Later is incredible. Smokin' Aces is also good.


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They say the streets is a demon in a dress
Wit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath
Scantly clad, no panties, deep throating in an alley
Aging badly in sunglasses she pretty
Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties
Sprinkling greed ignorance and envy inside of a Philly
Hennessey tears, ass'll bring ya enemy's here
Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw

They say the game has the belly of a beast
Blunts for fingers and hollow tips for teeth
Wire taps for ears, Nike Airs for feet
Blasphemy for prayers, a system for a heart
Rap music for beats, heroin for a son and its married to the streets
Crack pipes for lungs, and he never sleeps
Just spies, wit dice in his eyes
Loves life cuz he likes when it dies
Wit a baking soda soul, he cough up pleasure
Clothes made out of dollar bills that he sewed together
He knows, he's clever, jealous his house
All the liquor that's poured out, goes right in his mouth
Rides around on a stray bullet;
Wit prostitutes, pimps, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull it
A TV in his head, stripper slides down his legs
And he's known to ride around wit feds
And he's out there


Why is Lupe Fiasco so freakin' awesome?! XD

 

I swear that I, can go on forever, again...

 

I think Cale has lost the plot...

 

I am beginning to get irritated.

 

WHAT DID I FUCKING SAY.

Ha. I could be a psychic.

 

It seems like it should be later then 11am here.

 

Mujhe bhook lag rahi hai laiken mujhe qurbani ka gosht nahin kahna. Us mein bohot badboo hoti hai.


Aur mujhe apna kamra bhi nahin saaf ker na hai.






I'm just doing this cause I can.

 

...My fucking hiccups haven't gone away for almost half an hour. My ribs are killing me.

 

Hold your breath for a minute.

If that fails, dunk your face in a pool of water until you're about to drown.

You won't be hicupping after that, I asure.

 

See you in the morning, lovers.

 

Shaking like a dog shitting razorblades
Waking up next to nothing
After dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone
Waking up so relieved
While you're taking your time with apologies
I'm making my plans for revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge
I'd drive straight off the edge

 

I wouldn't wanna bet on that.

 

Name the bannable offences that i've taken part in.

Please go ahead.


Lucas, naming those thangs

I'm sorry if those lyrics mean something to you.

But thats the shittest thing i've ever read.

I actually only read the first line. But still....

 

Drunken people should be banned from using the Internet.