Just to prove I can still keep pace with today's 'HyperBlogger', and as a way to show the influx of interns who the big dog in this bitch is, here is a story who's humour flies in the face of one of our admin's suggested new years resolutions. See? I don't give a fuck!
Actually, its not that funny, when you think about all the phiddling : (
I guess I'm just trying to get attention.
its just... so much is happening round here...so quickly... it sometimes feels like that time your pop told you he thought your chicken and beans was worse than a 'cat scab salad', sure he was drunk, but only wine drunk, not drunk off Mr Cooders rye. Poppa could get a mean drunk off that rye.
The neighbours heard all the hollerin' from pert near across the valley, ran pop off they did, said he was a 'no goodnik' and theys held my momma till her tears stopped a comin' .
6 comments:
yeah i saw that like... 40 hours ago
whatever cunt. the link is incidental, this is more of a novel than a bulletin. dont you know art when you see it?
remember when our comments were friend-a-thons?
no i dont, fag.
@Admin
awwwww.... come to the internets for cuddles do you?
None of any of us have ever been more relevant than now. I'd just like to thank everyone. For everything.
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