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slytheran[posted this and i felt like even more people needed to see it and am putting my comments in brackets]
Damnit doesn't anyone believe in the cocktail party anymore?
[some do but so few people even understand the concept anymore. maybe if some big liquor company used it as a theme for an advertising campaign, more people might understand the concept and also make it more popular. or does that sound too cynical?]
What happened to the little black dresses, cosmopolitans, and cheese fondue?
[nothing beats a little black dress in my eyes. again maybe ads would help but i can't talk sense i have never had a cosmopolitan. where did my bartender go? the fondue has probably become so rare because peopla are lazy and just buy dip.]
What happened to hostess gifts?
[i think this would require one to know what a hostess is or even be one to receive the gifts. this is something i should really consider without the joke.]
What happened to Thank You cards?
[email, laziness, or the cost of stamps going up three times in five years, maybe.}
What happened to showing up with flowers for your date?
[too many guys just out to get laid [[don't even get me started on the number of guys that no even less about making love than they do about getting laid.]] and not even knowing how to properly, confidently do it without liquor or drugs. and have you seen the cost of them lately? dates or flowers.]
What happened to opening doors?
[just let a woman try to open a door around me. she will first get a polite 'no'. if that doesn't work then, she gets a lecture. then a small hand slap. the last step usually comes into play after she comes to expect it, and that is not doing it. after standing in front of a few doors, it usually clicks permenately. no it;s not nice or pretty but it makes my point. sometime ago i was walking up to the door at the (omfg, why?) mall, watching this woman fight with a stroller, a toddler, and heavy mall doors. after seeing numerous people dodge the door she was using, i picked up my pace to help out. mostly because i was really ready to smack someone and felt i should put my anger where my thoughts were first. both doors, a thank you, very slight bow and then continue with my day. for those curious i will hold the door open for guys as well if i am ahead of them. it's not that hard folks.]
Hell! What happened to saying "please"?!?
[it was replaced with now. too many people thinking they will get further with attitude than with courtesy. in the short term they usually do but paybacks are so much fun when time allows.]
If you show up for a dinner party, the very least you could do is show up with a bottle of wine!
[for that matter, anything for the type of party it is. and if it doesn't get touched, leave it unless your host/hostess demands you take it out with you. no matter how much you really want to. consider it a flavor for a friend. while we are on the subject can you please leave your pot stash at home and out of my life?]
What happened to afternoon tea?
[again it is the whole time thing. that and the fact that so few people actually take the time to even make tea, much less enjoy a good conversation with it. instant everything.]
Maybe Im just behind...
[i would have to think you are not the only one if that is the case].
--beware those quick to censor--
now you're sitting in the corner crying and it's my fault
If i was a serial killer i would be
The Night Stalker "a madman whose lust for killing and depravity equaled, if not surpassed, that of Jack the Ripper"
Over the course of a few months Richard Ramirez would go on to rape, sodomize and murder over 16 people in the Los Angles area. Viciously stabbing or shooting his victims, Ramirez would go as far as gouging out their eyes and stabbing their chests repeatedly to the point of complete mutilation. Basing his murders around satanic rituals,he would scrawl demonic pentagrams around the victims home's he would break into at random.
Kill count: 16
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When i kill myself i'll...
Since you're such a "morbid" and "gothic" person, it probably would be most ideal to slit your wrists. Just think of the expression of your loved ones faces when they find you snow white in a deep red bath of your own blood. A suicide note carved into yourself would also be a cool addition, but hey its your body ... oh and don't forget to give your soul to Satan, I'm pretty sure he has dibs anyway.
>Find out your most ideal means of suicide by clicking here
I Will Take my own life!.
After going through with your own well thought out version of columbine you finally turn the gun on yourself... the thick coat of brains and coagulated blood was a bitch to get off the auditorium wall. You sure showed them!
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empallin from this day forward you
will also be known as The Cancerous Blue Baby
empallin from this day forward you
will also be known as Wet Soft lips
empallin from this day forward you
will also be known as Jay Wanker
| The haxor handle of empallin is "Blue Override". |
give ourselves credit for creating it then sell it back to you at twice the price
i figure i should share this tip so that i don't have to repeat it as much and just maybe someelse will find it useful. at one point a long time ago i decided i had to figure out a way to preserve my posters and such from getting damaged as much. so i came up with what i call "double taping" and i call it that because well that is what it is. it is as simple as prepping the item with packaging tape. use the good, clear stuff. not the useless brown cheap kind. slap a piece down in each corner where you would normailly put the tape on the back. then you apply the tape as you normally would. as much as i love the force that is duct tape i really advise against it in all matters of this situation. this also works with push pins. maybe i should actually do a full instruction sheet for this since i am looking at this and it's not making any sense. feh! bah! fuck!
make me listen for just one second
some random things that may not be true...
your foot is the same size as your forearm
your arms span is the same as you hieght
your hand sixe is the same as your dick size
woman blink twice as much as men
women get paid half as much as men
women have more sex more often
wait i didn't mean to say nightmare
phoney poem please
good nights never seem to happen much any more
it's always seeems so serene just before
something is behind the door
seven and a half
and eight
and nine
night reams
bad dreams
twilight screens
cold bodies
cold eyes
cold hearts
too many people
too many pills
too many pages
he won't say a word
he won't shut up
he won't be there
get back
let it be
sgt peppers lonely hearts club band
hungry girls
quick guns
fast goodbyes
she can't hear you
she can't sleep alone
she can't know where you are
three against three
two and two
one on one
switching places
hated faces
skip traces
trying to fit it all in
trying to win it all back
trying to just forget it all
wrong kind of friends
only fucks as friends
hungry for friends
too nice
too fun
too tired
going for a run
finding the gun
breaking the ton
saying it polite
saiying it right
saying it in the middle of the night
it could be a bad morning
it would be a quick mourning
it is the middle of the day
i'd be willing to wager that it don't matter much if we keep touch
Success
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[this will be getting posted way late because once again my bbsp is fubar. same day edits for spelling and punctuation. slighly more text added because this post was just not long enough.]
