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Have them fly a plane into his amp. Don't think they won't. We're legit. I'm pretty sure when I reach the height of my potential I am going to commit seppuku. My ambitions are much like that of Mishima's.

Ok...just read that other thread. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Love you Dan. Would you also like to belittle my people?

Wow....this thread is ridiculous. I can't believe I haven't even looked at it until now. All I can say is, as a person of Japanese descent, fuck you itsajakie, you racist fuckhole. Try referring to us as "japs" again. Just try it. I got "family" in malls across the country running sushi places in the food courts. Think about that when you do your mall tour.

I have absolutely NO idea what's going on. lol.

take chinatown bus to Philly. Hang out with me.

SO JEALOUS.

And remember kids, human sexuality is NOT black and white.

Not all lesbians are butch you know.

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Maybe it would just be easier to say "this band sounds like a boring O Pioneers!!!" I really don't think there would be any type of rule for this (that's well known anyways). I would probably do "O Pioneers!!!'" without the "s" since it's a plural and I always thought 's-es at the end of words that end with the letter "s" looked weird.

^^ That's good to hear. I wish you and your mom the best And: Fuck the police. I got hit with a baton once for no reason. People on Broad St were celebrating the Phillies getting in the world series. I was out at the time and on my way home. I have to cross Broad St. I was calmly crossing the street at a proper intersection, no cheering or tom foolery and some po smacks my chest with a baton while in the middle of the street (It ended up bruising later) and told me I couldn't cross there. I knew if I protested or displayed any sort of displeasure of the fact that he unnecessarily hit me, I'd still get arrested. And bike cops on South St. are the fucking worst. There's way too many cops who abuse their badges. It does make me feel bad for the cops who actually do good things for their communities.

Oh my God Scott Meets Family circus is amazing. And Garfield Minus Garfield led my boyfriend, my roommate, and I to psychologically analyze the life of Jon Arbuckle for about an hour. Good times.

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Oh. Kind of counts. Heh.

coupling. Britcom about sex. I see it as a slightly raunchier precursor to How I Met Your Mother, minus the narration from the future. I highly recommend it even if the final season kind of blew because one of the funniest characters left.

This bitch said she'd buy me a cheesesteak but won't even pay for me to come to Philly! Only pussies pay to go anywhere. Grow a pair and steal a mother fucking car.

Oh I just realized chocolate covered pretzels probably count as candy. Them. chocolate covered pretzels are one of my most favorite things to ever exist.

Only an asshole would steal from her employer Robin Hood style -- robbing the rich to give to the poor. Fucking jerk, Nicole. Seriously. It's a struggle. Steal the food for my own personal gain or throw it all away out of spite. Wasting food is awesome too. It depends on my mood.

You damn right son. And I'd charge you again you little bitch. Maybe double. What's two times zero? <3

+ less sick + I had the best falafel of my life today - Midterms are kicking my ass hard. - It's making me depressed. Old insecurities and anxieties are rearing their ugly heads. I'm dangerously close to crashing and burning yet another semester. - I haven't seen my manblanket in over a week. And because it's been a bad week in general it just bums me out even more because he makes me super happy and I could use a good cheering up. And there's that part of me, due to having too many shitty friends and exes, that's paranoid that he's just saying he's busy as a nice way to blow me off. I know deep down that's not the case but when I'm already super vulnerable and this shit's happened to me so many times, I can't help it.

I hate weed. It makes me feel awful. And one of my old roommates was the biggest pothead on the face of the earth and I hated all of her little stoner buddies who were the biggest fucking toolsheds which made me like it even less. They'd always whine about me not wanting to smoke with them. Give me a hookah or a cigarette anyday.

^ BLAH! I thought something was off. Fixed. Thanks!!!!

Titties.