Caption 3: I'm too lazy to think up a new one, so i'll just be coy.
So this is how I came out to my dad.
"Blah blah WWII blah" -My dad
"Dad, it really bothers me that you always talk about people getting blown up, etc and start crying about it every time we talk. You never really listen to what I have to... Read More
In honor of the craptastic hackings AND Valentine's Day coming up, i've decided to do my own DIY theme week in which I flip off the world in various ways.
Now ya got the new girls AND me flipping you off from different angles.
W00T!
Caption 1: Nothin' says luvin' like a gesture that says fuck off.
So you're having some computer shenanigans huh?
Let me know what's up, and I will put my geek powers to the test.
Maybe someone from my group "freenix" might know what's up with that.
We'll have to apprehend the Kuwaiti terrorists that are responsible for hijacking your secret lesbian writings.
So I went to the interview, and the office was located deep in the heart of The Mission. ACK! I was accosted by at least 10,000 nasty old Mexican men that would yell things like "Ay Mami" or "Oh, that hair" at me. My fists stood at the ready retaining their previously taught Taekwondo moves.
...he wants me to be his hero, but I don't want to hear about people who were violently maimed in WWII anymore. The man doesn't even want to get to know me at all. He doesn't even know i'm gay...
...what if I make an ass out of myself at this interview? I want this... Read More
I just get the image in my head from the movie HOOK. when the BF Peter Pan is swordfighting the evil oppressive Capt. Hook and he's saying all these bad things about how Peter is nothing and will be nothing...and then the little lost kids just say..."I believe in you"
sappy yes. but really...I think there's quite a few of us out here who can't help but believe in you.
you can get it together. *circle snap and head waggle* you already got it goin' on!
I don't feel like I can advise you too well here. but if it were me. I'd either ignore it, or respond in such a way as that the person would know that, while I was not ignoring them, they would do better to let me alone.
last Valentine's Day I was in frezzing rain shooting a machine gun. the year before that one I was just showing up for my first day of boot camp.
this year...I'll be packing for a much needed vacation.
St. Valentine can take his day and shove it up a downward pointing orifice for all I care.
if I've ever enoyed that day, it's been on my own terms.
so fuck Hallmark and fuck your local florist....I mean...if she/he is cute that is. ;-D
She wrote me again to say she is sorry. I told her to never come back, and she did. But i'm not opening this door. I'm going to turn off all the lights and pretend i'm not home.
I will ignore the love I have for her, the strongest love I have ever felt for another human being in my entire life.
Tane
well I am too far away and too late to be grabbing your bootay....not that I would anyway....
but you still get a *HUG*
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