I fret over the fact that a glass of gin and Wal-Mart off-brand Kool-Aid gets me almost immediately in the mood to write, and that I don’t let myself do this all the time because I’ll develop it into a problem due to my poor impulse control.
[And] I have become a terrible friend, a terrible confidant, a miserable person with which to live, an empty shell of a once happy and functional human being.
Game three of the Necromatic Trilogy....
COMING SOON
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and what the fuck is crawling out of your nose, jesus first the BBS documentary where you got a goddamn football jersey on and now close ups with boogers. CLEAN IT UP!
the last group complained, quite tellingly They said, "Why don't you have a spoon that just says 'Earth?' It would save time
The photo was taken during the BBS Documentary filming. Or shortly thereafter, but during the same weekend.
I feel you are "double dipping" in giving me shit by referencing both as separate events. I am held into the anti-Styx, which is filled with runny shit instead of a protective agent, and covered with it, and now you are dipping me into the same shitty river for further taunting.
Ice Cream Jonsey wrote:The photo was taken during the BBS Documentary filming. Or shortly thereafter, but during the same weekend.
Which means that booger has a perfectly legitimate excuse, because I defy you to snort that much cocaine from that many hookers' butt-cracks, and not have some fairly extreme nasal reactions yourself.
Oh shit. I forgot that what happens in Vega$ $tay$ in Vega$.
