Thanks, William!

Oh, mother of god. Canada universal.

Wel des niqqas alwayzz b thinkin the beter then me or simtin. an I b lik shit niqqa. Bak the fuk up. Das wat I do. Tel that niqqa 2 bak the fuk up.

Zangoose!

An oversized hammer or a water pipe!

Move on. Unless, of course, it was breathing. Which, in my case it usually is. So I'd die.

"My *moves hand in circular motion* ______". I don't ever say anything. I stop mid sentence.

THE FUCKING BEST.

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Oh.

Fat, ugly, wrinkly, condescending glances, never smiles unless making fun of you, brown dyke-hair, tan.

I don't have one :S I used to have a Keroro Gunso one when I was in 6th grade. good thaimes.

Who being singular: Hunter Herring.
Who being plural: Vinny, Auds, Hunter.

I'm not self-absorbed. But here, have this:
“You go into a community and they will vote 80 percent to 20 percent in favor of a tougher Clean Air Act, but if you ask them to devote 20 minutes a year to having their car emissions inspected, they will vote 80 to 20 against it. We are a long way in this country from taking individual responsibility for the environmental problem.”
— William D. Ruckelshaus, former EPA administrator, New York Times, November 30, 1988

None of them.

Actually, no. Unless it involves singing. Sometimes I sing the same note wrong in a row. Ack.

Ideas for what to do when I get out of the room.

Piano speed playing & Spanish fluency.

I think it's cute! I don't do it, however. Unless required by an event/director. That neat nail art craze going around is spiffy as fuck.

Gahh. Women on birth control and no condom. Seems the safest/most secure route.

Yes! I also have cats!