Random Jibber Jabber Thread

Wanting to know details about my employment and my sex life demonstrate how desperate you are. Now with all the dumb memery, further shows how upset you are. Calm down old man, the year's just getting started.

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Your ego is your Achilles. I start speaking condescending to you and you go nuts. LOL

You're hungry, starving in fact. You ALWAYS have been.
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You love it baby bobby. Ah, I've concluded my public service announce here on day 8. Ppl seem bothered, especially bineer. You can now go back to telling ppl to kill themselves and being a rapist apologist. You Sir, are a gem.

By the way, have you decided to get that paternity test yet?

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have a nice evening kids. :)
 
How can a person not wanna be an ashtray yo? Hm I thought it was romantic. Work was ok. I pooped twice. I mean that's no problem right? Boss can't get mad, right?
naw man you got a fast metabolism!

spank me tie me up and use me how you wish, I don;t mind if you want to drain my blood
 
Bong rip ready for you too!
LMAO


do you know shinobu?

my fav song is probably violence house
I came up out
of the Violence House with
blood and piss streaming
down my legs with
fists clenched white
on the inside,
jeans rust stained,
taut, and clinging tight.
And in the dazzling sun
of the afternoon, I emerged
to a verdant field, green
and strewn with
the broken parts of a dream
I had, of a car
that could take me away,
away,
away.

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Well, the years go by
and I feel all right.
I can work my job
sometimes I sleep at night.
I can drink
and I can dream.
But in my dreams
I don't want to be dreaming,
because I dream dream dream
of the Violence House.
I dream dream dream
of the Violence House.
Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/shinobu/violence-house-lyrics/#wpY0prTHYqAL0Vp2.99
 
LMAO


do you know shinobu?

my fav song is probably violence house
I came up out
of the Violence House with
blood and piss streaming
down my legs with
fists clenched white
on the inside,
jeans rust stained,
taut, and clinging tight.
And in the dazzling sun
of the afternoon, I emerged
to a verdant field, green
and strewn with
the broken parts of a dream
I had, of a car
that could take me away,
away,
away.

image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif



Well, the years go by
and I feel all right.
I can work my job
sometimes I sleep at night.
I can drink
and I can dream.
But in my dreams
I don't want to be dreaming,
because I dream dream dream
of the Violence House.
I dream dream dream
of the Violence House.
Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/shinobu/violence-house-lyrics/#wpY0prTHYqAL0Vp2.99

No. No thanks.
 
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