Men can be such pigs at times - that's a horrible way to be treated. Well, you've come out of it seemingly v well indeed, so more power to ya, sister :)

i would have beat the shit out of him
shit, even if it wasn't me and that happened to my best friend or something i STILL would have beat the shit out of him

Fuck vodka.
I'm pro-life. However, if these people don't come here soon I'm going to buy an unlicensed AK-47 and go to town. I don't know if there's a proper political term for that. Maybe pro-get-me-food-now-or-shit's-going-down.
And another thing: you have got to seriously re-evaluate yr life if you refer to driving as "wasting gas"

i'm making pork chops and they smell gooooooooooood

Peaches and plums

My ex got pregnant by me when I was 18. She had an abortion and neither of us regret a momentthat decision at all. To think, I would've had a kid that'd be older than Cantankerous by now. WELL scary!

oh man that totally reminds me of german muzzy

eine pflaume...eine pflaume.... EINE PFLAUUUUUUMEEEEEEE!!!!!

um same age

wait you're like 37 right?

yeah that kid would be my age.

*imagines demon as a dad*
Heh heh heh!
*imagines ME as a dad*
*weeps -poor kid....*

My scanner is being so fucked.

I never have much luck with printer/scanner type thing.

I actually think I'd be a brilliant dad - so long as i disregard things like a sense of responsibility, maturity and other generally necessary dad-like qualities. If being a good dad involved allowing a child to stay up late to watch horror films and playing video games with them, I'd be a fucking dad of the year.

Printers are designed to fuck up, I think. I've had more trouble with them than any other electronic device.

My guitar is picking up a radio station. Bollocks.

^^^Spinal Tap!!!

Do you have a shitty guitar?

To be the motion actor,
Two broken strings, attracted,
To groom my face in life and doom

Hesitate to throw a coin in,
A wish could be a bad thing,
My mouth is just a mush of drool

Standing on the bridge I
Wink at you from up high
A talking fish comes as she moves

I want to be like water
And never need a doctor
And carve the earth without my tools

do it all

All the things that I relate to well,
Like authors and painters
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die

The color after sunset
You’d do anything to jinx it,
It’ll crush your sculpture just like a willow,
He doesn’t need a house
His shoes will walk for miles
There’s a gypsies face make on my pill.

I want to be like water and slip into your throat
And make you feel alive and good

I want to be like water and never have a doubt and
reflect what is around my pool

Do it all

All the things that I relate to them
Like authors and painters,
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die.

And all the dreams that I awake to read like ghostly paintings
And all the things I hate, I wish I didn’t have to hate
To find a room thats natural
To live and die in it, live and die, live and die.

I don’t think you know just what you’re doing
You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
Said I don’t think I know exactly what I’m doing
But I tend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

When you wake up from your snoozin’
I’ll tell you how to do it my way
I’ll tell you what I’m doin’
There’s a knife up in the drawer

Anybody try to stop it
And I’ll find out where you’re stompin’
And it’s all about the days you spend
Well, I’ll be at our home To be the motion actor,
Two broken strings, attracted,
To groom my face in life and doom

Hesitate to throw a coin in,
A wish could be a bad thing,
My mouth is just a mush of drool

Standing on the bridge I
Wink at you from up high
A talking fish comes as she moves

I want to be like water
And never need a doctor
And carve the earth without my tools

do it all

All the things that I relate to well,
Like authors and painters
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die

The color after sunset
You’d do anything to jinx it,
It’ll crush your sculpture just like a willow,
He doesn’t need a house
His shoes will walk for miles
There’s a gypsies face make on my pill.

I want to be like water and slip into your throat
And make you feel alive and good

I want to be like water and never have a doubt and
reflect what is around my pool

Do it all

All the things that I relate to them
Like authors and painters,
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die.

And all the dreams that I awake to read like ghostly paintings
And all the things I hate, I wish I didn’t have to hate
To find a room thats natural
To live and die in it, live and die, live and die.

I don’t think you know just what you’re doing
You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
Said I don’t think I know exactly what I’m doing
But I tend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

When you wake up from your snoozin’
I’ll tell you how to do it my way
I’ll tell you what I’m doin’
There’s a knife up in the drawer

Anybody try to stop it
And I’ll find out where you’re stompin’
And it’s all about the days you spend
Well, I’ll be at our home To be the motion actor,
Two broken strings, attracted,
To groom my face in life and doom

Hesitate to throw a coin in,
A wish could be a bad thing,
My mouth is just a mush of drool

Standing on the bridge I
Wink at you from up high
A talking fish comes as she moves

I want to be like water
And never need a doctor
And carve the earth without my tools

do it all

All the things that I relate to well,
Like authors and painters
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die

The color after sunset
You’d do anything to jinx it,
It’ll crush your sculpture just like a willow,
He doesn’t need a house
His shoes will walk for miles
There’s a gypsies face make on my pill.

I want to be like water and slip into your throat
And make you feel alive and good

I want to be like water and never have a doubt and
reflect what is around my pool

Do it all

All the things that I relate to them
Like authors and painters,
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die.

And all the dreams that I awake to read like ghostly paintings
And all the things I hate, I wish I didn’t have to hate
To find a room thats natural
To live and die in it, live and die, live and die.

I don’t think you know just what you’re doing
You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
Said I don’t think I know exactly what I’m doing
But I tend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving

When you wake up from your snoozin’
I’ll tell you how to do it my way
I’ll tell you what I’m doin’
There’s a knife up in the drawer

Anybody try to stop it
And I’ll find out where you’re stompin’
And it’s all about the days you spend
Well, I’ll be at our home

you'd be the greatest dad ever

Every printer I've had has fucked up in some way or another.

It seems to work for me.