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Anything I wanted.
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I have no idea, I've only done karaoke once. The song was Sir Mix-A-Lot's infamous "Baby Got Back", not in Engrish. Unfortunately.
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I notice multiple things first, which often triggers some kind of stimulus overload. This is Mother Nature's way of making absolutely sure that I will completely fucking forget the person's name mere seconds after learning it.
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Chicks are under a lot of pressure to present something desirable in a society with increasingly unrealistic definitions of worthiness. The Internet is tough as dicks on everyone, though. Nobody here is liked unless they contribute something. If a person can't articulate themselves well in writing (or just doesn't have anything interesting to say), they'd better have something to offer in the visual, aural, or tactical realms. All that shit aside, come on, everyone likes boobs. EVERYONE.
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The problem with giving someone your phone number is that then they will probably call it. I hate the phone. Wait, were you talking about fingers? Well, you're more likely to get fingerbanged by me than my phone number.
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Formspring is a new space-age foam shit that goes on stuff that you want to have be all soft for that ass. The manufacturing process is quite costly, rendering it impractical for daily use. In 2042, the Internet purchased the patent and redesigned the cushy part so it looked exactly like a website about people who can't spell good who are in search of skanks to bone down with; while in actuality, it is the padded embodiment of Gavatron's period.
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I think so. Toupées are as real as you want them to be. Click here to buy.
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I don't think so. This isn't the one about some French kids getting stuck in a giant condom, is it?
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I would never give up a food and you can't make me. Suck my ass.
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Is there a magazine called "KING SHIT"? If so, that one. If not, then I guess Martian Vogue is my second choice.
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Is God really from the sky? Is Satan really from the, uh, whatever hot place he's supposed to be from? Phoenix or whatever? That place sucks.
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Digging for bacon compromises some of the glamor.
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DUDE HAVE YOU smelled THIS STUFF????
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There is nothing for which I would gladly trade my personality. Although, I could go for trading the web-futzing for a job.
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Probably. More importantly, I don't like that you capitalized 'bible'. You're either a victim of a Smartphone lexicon, or you think God is better than me.
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There is a photo taken of me at four years of age, pushing a cat around in a baby stroller. Who knows what else I did with that poor thing.
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bllix’s Bio
Lvl 24 Laundromancer and Attorney at Lawl. I give breakcore wood.
