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| it's almost halloween. i'm already scared. i'm scared that this halloween weekend will disappoint as all others do, and not render living dead zombies risen from the grave.
this weekend boys and girls will be traveling to my lake cabin for fun and festivities, little knowing all the while i'll be wishing our doom...wishing most will be killed by the deadites or become zombified and then killed by those of us who survived unscathed.
as i should think, the survivors will include myself, one pretty girl, and edward, only because i think he is in as much eager anticipation of a night of the living dead as myself. and we all know that those who keep their eyes peeled have a better chance at survival, plus we will probably in all sincerity keep ideal zombie bashing objects nearby.
ps: i hope all friends and family of mine whom willn't be with me during the night of the living dead, survive in full or die, because if you become zombified...i will find you, and when i do i will hunt you down and exterminate your existence with extreme prejudice.
pps: good luck. | | |
| i'm a bad dancer, a bad singer, a poor humanitarian, and a fairly incipid personality. but son of a gun i am flipping hot!
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| funny words that will never go out of style:
poop/poo: pooper, pooface, poopsicle, poopmonger, poo poo princess, poopants mcgee, poopalicious, poopy poopy gumdrops, pooptacular, poomuncher...etc.
dick: dickface, dickhead, dickweed, dickguzzler, dickchomp, dicksicle, dicky dick mcdickerson, dickmuncher...etc. (also interchangeable w/ "cock"...[no seriously, you should read it again mentally replacing "dick" with "cock"])
antiestablishmentarianism.
indubitably: it's funnier used when you say it as though bubbles are coming out of your mouth. try it. | | |
| last night i learn the meaning of "bad idea written all over it"
on second thought, perhaps i did not, because nothing happened.
it's a long story, so i'll give a very cliff's notes rendering:
two friends and i wander around in the dark, in the middle of nowhere looking for my friend's crazy, doped up, gun wielding uncle who has been threatening murder for the past week, and that night setting of the houses alarm system and waking near dogs. we are armed with feeble steak knives. one of my friends might as well be a passivist, the other almost too drunk to walk and my skinny self.
it was kind of a blue balling adventure though, cuz nothing happened, except for we heard a vehicle drive off in the dark, eventhough no one else was suspose to be there. this might have meant we were successful in subverting him. so yeah, we're pretty awesomely masculine...almost...too masculine. | | |
| i know i'm gay because:
i'm definately way more sexually affectionate with boys than girls.
i chose eating at a sushi restraunt over hooters yesterday.
my sisters think i'm a bitch
if a girl approaches me and i kinda blow her off and walk away and then my friends ask why it's usually because i don't like her make-up or her clothes.
i wear girls pants and yesterday at the mall i spent a whole day looking for short shorts.
i like the kaiser chiefs.
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