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 Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 5:58 pm
Safety pins: Because I am too lazy to learn how to sew.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 6:32 pm
Gaybar: Because I am gay and can go but it's fun to be straight there.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:19 pm
Pants: Because....because.....
ಠ_ಠ
there's no reason for pants.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:32 pm
Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:35 pm
Cabron LaSwan Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:23 pm
Decavolty Cabron LaSwan Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes Deca, lemme see your cojones!
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:25 pm
Medeus Decavolty Cabron LaSwan Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes Deca, lemme see your cojones! Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:27 pm
Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Cabron LaSwan Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes Deca, lemme see your cojones! Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:29 pm
Medeus Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Cabron LaSwan Medeus Pants: Because....because..... ಠ_ಠ there's no reason for pants. /likes Deca, lemme see your cojones! Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad All at my home. xp
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:30 pm
Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Medeus Deca, lemme see your cojones! Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad All at my home. xp whut?
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:34 pm
Medeus Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Medeus Deca, lemme see your cojones! Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad All at my home. xp whut? I'm pantsless at my home. YOU DON'T GET TO SEE
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:37 pm
Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad All at my home. xp whut? I'm pantsless at my home. YOU DON'T GET TO SEE ..... Pics or it didn't happen! 
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:43 pm
Medeus Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Medeus Decavolty Not in your wildest dreams, my homosexual friend. 4laugh ....but but....b-but.... no pants! sad All at my home. xp whut? I'm pantsless at my home. YOU DON'T GET TO SEE ..... Pics or it didn't happen! Checkmate. Up the n***s.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:35 pm
My uncle hired a Mariachi band for my grandma's 88th birthday. Grammy looked like she was having fun...I don't know about anyone else... Accordion player to my uncle: "Hey, they call me the drunk one! Could I get some beer?" Uncle: "Uh, sure. Go right ahead." AP: "Uhh...I can't move from here." Uncle: "Oh....right." Later: Accordion player, to me: "Hey boss, can you get me a beer?" Me: "Uh....I guess." *goes to get him a beer* Trumpet player motions that he wants one too Me: ....
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 12:35 am
I like how when my sister is "done" participating in drama, she loudly announces that she's going to lock herself in her room (or in this case, my bathroom), demands that she not be disturbed, tells her friends to ******** off when they try to talk to her, and then accuses them of betraying her when they give up and leave her to sulk. And then when I come out, politely asking her to lower her voice or at least go downstairs if she absolutely has to yell, all I get is justification, defensiveness, and eventually personal attacks.
I get that you're having a bad night, but I'm running a little low on sympathy because you have 3 bad nights a week on a good week and they all start with your attempts to control all your friends and constantly be the center of attention. And since that's impossible, you're unhappy because you can't accomplish it, and then you go around blaming and belittling everyone around you because they didn't live up to your unrealistic expectations and wonder why you have to find new friends every two months.
At least the party left shortly after that. xd Silence at last.
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