Also, Ivolt just volunteered to finish doing the commentary for my DS and RE vids :whistle:
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Also, Ivolt just volunteered to finish doing the commentary for my DS and RE vids :whistle:
I'm wearing a pair that seem to be gradually losing bits off the leg.
Fortunately, I don't wear these in public, so people are spared the hairy pale drumstick.
We all need to do that more. Simply because the hilarity potential is high.
Speaking as a man, I must state that skirts are indeed the superior article of clothing.
Nothing hotter than a chick in a really nice skirt. Especially with fine legs. Or the right lower body to make that skirt work.
Which saddens me that the skirt is becoming an extreme rarity in wardrobe.
Of course, that could be the perversion talking.
Night, Cookie. :wav:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Mitch Hedberg
He walks like Dracula... With footsteps silent. Like Death.
I recently heard a story from my grandfather about a time he had to go pick up my grandmother from some place because she'd been on acid and thought her french fries were screaming at her or something.
Whether or not this is actually true, it explains a lot about my insane grandmother that I tend to avoid at all costs. :wacko:
Totally going to the library when it opens at 6:30AM. *nerd*
It's one of those things that just kinda happens.
Seriously, you posted a comment on a video, and it CLICKED BECAUSE SO OBVIOUS RIGHT
AND THEN I PUT ON A HAT AND RAN AROUND MY ROOM FOR 6 HOURS
THEN REQUESTS FOR EVERYONE. ESPECIALLY THE PEOPLE WITH NO EYES.
LIKE SAGE
WHERE AM I
Oh, sad story.
You know how I was flipping out this morning about not being able to sleep and having to get donuts from a place that wouldn't open for another hour (at the time)?
I didn't get the donuts. :(
On that note, I have three more clinical days left in my program before I graduate and, hopefully, get a job. I've yet to start an IV for someone.
For someone, t's going to suck to be a part of my first group of patient assignments. :wacko:
Clearly the answer is simple. Never go anywhere on the internet. Only bad things happen here.
I thought gender swapping jeans was what was hip nowadays.
Men wearing chick jeans, women wearing man jeans.
Maybe I was just hilariously misinformed.
Well look on the bright side, you didn't fail to get donuts, you just succeeded at getting a lot of donut holes.
No one talk to me about the burning of hands and the making of french fries.
That is probably for the best.
:hug:
Could have been worse. You could have gotten pregnant.
Oh, wa--
Teriyaki... :drool:
Last week I helped my friend stay put. It's a lot easier than helping them move. I just went over to his house and made sure that he did not start to load shit into a truck.
:<3: Mitch Hedberg.
I was going to post a picture of me in my ratty as fuck jeans, but the only half decent picture I have is of me and my ex right after my son was born.
Shit doesn't belong in the Hang Out.
Bust. BUST! :nerd:
One time, after getting fucked up on peyote, I was trapped in a car for three hours because I thought there was a moose trying to charge the door every time I attempted to open it and get away.
:facepalm:
You have to begin somewhere. ^_^ All of my friends who took medicine seem to say pretty much the same thing. That they do a lot of really basic things for the first time in real life scenarios once they've actually started work. Scaaaaaaary. :'D I'm sure it'll go fine, but I'll keep my fingers crossed. ^^;;;