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This is more of a rant, that I want to get out of my system, so no one should feel obliged to reply ^^

OHMYACTUALGOSH, I WANT TO STAB HIM IN THE FACE WITH A HATCHET. I wish I was strong enough to defy him. But he's the most hypocritical person I've ever met. I just want him to leave, because he's messing up my inner calm, and worse, my inner joy. (My inner joy is an almost uninterrupted stream of happiness that I've had for a couple of years now, only dispelled temporarily by some really really really bad twists of fate.) He's just this massive DOWNER on everything I ever do. He complains about everything, but does nothing about it. If he comes and apologises for being a complete and utter twonkball, I'm going to refuse it.

I am now going to utilise some of the fabulous Shakespeare's insults.

He is a man of wax; a rank fat-kidneyed canker-blossom; a dull and muddy-mettled rascal. He is nothing but a small grey coated gnat; a lumpish reeling-ripe barnacle; a vain flap-mouthed death-token! Loathed issue of my father's loins! emotion_donotwant

*bows* I am glad to have been of service. If you ladies need me, I'll be astride this magical unicorn. Hyah! *gallops into the sunset with a flourish of a feathered hat*

You know, I think you have a point. However, my phrasing was used for dramatic effect. cool

Its true, and I know that I can be a bit of a hypocrite, but never so well as he. He takes the phrase "Do as I say, not as I do" to a whole new level of stupid.

And yes. Twonkball. I'm glad you approve.
Basically, I try not to cuss, so I come up with interesting insults. I also came up with "tur" - like a turd, but pathetic and unfinished. The most irritating of all turds. I regularly call people twonks, but adding ball on the end just makes it more...flavoursome.

You aren't the first man to be charmed, so don't be ashamed. Its the most natural feeling in the world. Don't fight it. cool

In other news, I'm glad you think so. I think we shall deal well together. (:

Thankfully, I do. However, the walls in this house are very thin, so I can hear him getting his grump on all over the house. And sometimes, he invades my sanctuary of clutter and cute.

No doubt. However, my parents have repeatedly forbidden me to get a lock on my door from the age of 8, so I don't see that happening. Besides, a hatchet has more than one use (: