Jun 20, 2006 05:07
People love to talk shit. It really sucks because I've become allergic to bullshit recently.
Jake's all like "I wanna race you straight horsepower to straight horsepower. I guarantee I'll win every time." My point is that a)he doesn't have a liscense b)he doesn't have a car and c)he's just a punk-ass kid who thinks he can talk shit.
Eric, apparently, is all like "he's a stalker" and "he's a horrible person" to Liz... FUCK THAT. At least I don't drown all of my shortcomings and problems in alcohol and whine about them.
Carol says "I wasn't hiding anything about Phil, I was just waiting to get all the information." No, you stupid bitch, you were covering for Phil because he paid for your dinner and prolly some of your gas WITH MY MONEY.
Some random guy on the internet said his stock 2001 Mustang GT would destroy my Accord. After driving Liz's, and having her drive my car, the concurrent FACT is that no, it cannot. My car has more power and more pickup, and it's being improved. No bullshit Mustang touches my car.
When people quit talking shit, you'll notice I'm around more because I won't be coughing with the familiar "bullshit" attached to it. Until then *cough bullshit cough*...