That was shitty marinara. I say that not just as a pretentious little bitch. I also say that as a trained chef. Heavy on the garlic, low on any real flavor. A good marinara is blood simple, children. You'd think that all powerful gods could figure it out but no, of course not. What the fuck with they come up with next ( Read more... )

Look. Yesterday was a curse day. Yes it was all very funny. Yuck it up ( Read more... )

Oh hai!

Is cursed. Has a grumpy. Go wai, nuffin to see. Ragey Steven is on the rage-ohol. Jack. Your beejs I wants them nao. City are a n00b.

Imma nom and hide till midnight thirty. NO RLY!

*There is a low groan and soft rustle of fabric followed by the quiet thump as his knife kit rolls of his chest and Steven pushes up on his hands until he's sitting up. He doesn't look surprised so much as annoyed*

Oh, you have got to be bloody kidding me! That's right! Man celebrates just a little too hard and you leave him passed out in a park! ( Read more... )