drunk rantthis blog is brought to you by giuness stout. the only beer with a plastic ball in the can, that might give you better head. wait am inute what? ok folks, been a hwile since i did one of these so let us see where this takes us. much like last nights episode of south park, i do beleive the beer has lost its head. speaking of lost... i recently read up on the series, and ofund that it has more twists and turns then ojs trail mixed with pauly shores sense of humour calling himself the weasel. why does he exist again?drunk rant
well, im not saying im done iwth myspace, im certainly keeping my profile, too much work has gone into it and im not
til the end of time The lights dimmed down as she pulled the covers over her body and closed her eyes to sleep a dreamless sleep. Her heartbeat thumping away in her chest as she waited for what seemed an eternity for his voice to enter her mind. "I love you." he said in a soft whisper. She knew he wasn't there, but his voice calmed her down never the less. "You do? What lengths would you go to prove your love to me?" she said in her sleep, the man in her dreams a shadowy figure, tall and handsome in her mind, but he would not reveal himself into the sunlight. "I would travel to the depths of hell to savtil the end of time
jock versus emojock: "plain and simple, stop commenting, and ill stop paying attention. no need for face to face, i dont live with my dad, and im not going pay attention to your walls of text. my god man, its called the freaking enter key on the key board! break it up a little bit, then i might even consider reading the comments. ive done what needed to be done, and that was that. im done with you, bill, and whoever else decides to tell me off. peace and out!"jock versus emo
emo: "I want to talk to dad you little shit. yuou just a 4 yrs old.. and i know you will start the shit right back up again have your dad contact me so we can end it. so shut the fuck up
a few new sub missions...
