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I GO FIRST:

TOO
MANY
MEN
ON
THE
FIELD

XD

LET'S SEE NAO:

INDIVIDUAL CHAMPIONS:

BOXING: CHECK

TEAM CHAMPIONS:

BASEBALL: CHECK

SOCCER: CHECK

FOOTBALL: CHECK

HOCKEY: ...

NO PRESSURE THO. NONE. WUTSOEVER

OMG YAY PARADE

I'm a cool dad y'know. I'm hip. I surf the web. I text. Y'know LOL laugh out loud, OMG oh my god, WTF, why the face

AND HES GOIGN TO SEE DA PENGUINS AT TEH BIODOME LOL. SHUD I GO PUSH HIM OVER THE RAILS?

Hôtel Omni

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EVRYWUN LIKES MAYORAL ELECTION STOREESTIEMS, AMIRITE?

( GO PRACTICE UR FRENCH AGAIN BITCHEZ )

In the crazy-ass-bitch department, I've been told quite a few times by quite a few people that I will not easily give up my place. True enough, I do get my phases, but most of the times, I'll push myself thru it and/or cry it off. And then it'll blow over and never be heard og ever again.

Maybe that's just me...

Because it seems there's a whole different other kind of crazy-ass-bitch! The kind where it somehow seems like a good and right thing to do to murder your 3 children. The kind where you use your fucked-up life to justify fucking up everyone else's.



The kind where after having taken the lives of your own children, you will try to put the blame on someone else. Y'know, just for the sake of it. ''I didn't do it. It was him. He made me drug them. He made me write those letters. I never wanted to do anything''

She was so against it that she did... well... nothing to stop it. Nothing, but being spiteful of everyone that tried to help them. ''For ten thousand dollars, the lives of the kids would have been worth saving''. That's what she said. Ten grand. All they needed was ten fucking thousand dollars, and somehow it all would have went away and been all butterflies and ponies. But without such a feeble amount, it just...wasn't worth it.

They thought it would be the right thing to take the kids with them, because they didn't want to be seen as monsters. Monsters for leaving their children behind in a world like this. A world where... well where it's better to take someone's life, because your own is a big pile of crap, and that you will not even try to fight it and live thru it. A world where it's just okay to give up and make everyone around you suffer the consequences, while you take the easy way out.

Ya. K.

[/end of rant ktnx]

THAT BE ALL

YAY EVRYWUN LIEKS WINTERTIEM STORREE. AMIRITE?

ALSO, I LOL AT YOU IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.



( GO PRACTICE UR FRENCH, BITCHEZ )

DICTATORS ALWAYS END UP IN A PIT SUMWHAR BWAHAHAHA

YAYA I KNOW I'M FAILSAUCE XD

This was orginally posted at knee_caps , but either that comm hates me or there was just no love, so I'm trying again and hopefully I do better, after many pimpage posts a bit everywhere XD. so hummm ya.

Macro-spam of the ''puckishness'' of Santa in the Slush




( Yay Macro sotry )PART 1 RIGHT HERE. PART 2 COMING LATERZ IF I GET ENOUGH LUV TO FILL MY OWN PUCKISH SIDE. YA KNOW WUT TO DO...

EYE FINALLY GOTS ME A BANNER WOOHOO

( youppi reste la cibole )





THAR, I FEEL BETTER =)

I think it's time we get this party started, right?

And we start with a totally thiefted background until I can get my head out of all the crazy Bones shits that I'm doing long enough to make my own yay me