Let's Give a Round of Applause to the Whiskey Sandwhich!
*claps, whistles, and all that crazy Redneck stuff that has been bred into me. . .*
Joe, magnificently put! So much gusto and bravery in like, three lines. Simply marvelous. I wish I could openly despise people like that.
*sigh*
Damn respect and pacifist issues. No matter, though. Details, details. My philosophy on trolling is, you better be good at it if you are going to do it. I mean, come on! You really do have to be a trolling bouche dag to actually READ your enemy's LJ and then OPENLY DISCUSS IT ON YOUR OWN. Fuck. If you can't be a trolling ninja, then just get the fuck out of everyone else's way. I mean, there is a right way to troll, and a wrong way. The right way is that you keep it to yourself and you don't get caught. The WRONG way is to continue to grunt and moan about it all the fucking time and constantly stir up trouble.
That was kind of redundant, but *shrug*. It's kinda like one of those "Animaniac" "Good Idea, Bad Idea" skits. Do ya'll remember those? I mean, the ones with the egg headed guy that typically got blown up in the end? I loved Animaniacs. It was adult humor CLEVERLY disguised as a children's show. That's why it lasted longer than "Ren and Stimpy." "Ren and Stimpy," though good and totally awesome, was BLATANTLY an adult oriented show. But who could forget "Log" and "Happy Happy Joy Joy?"
*tear*
Those were the days. . .(such a good song, too, by the way.)
So, after a grueling round of "Name that Kat," Joe has found a brand new nickname for the once proclaimed, "Woman." Interested in the outcome?
New Kat Nickname: "Tits"
In retaliation, New Joe Nickname: "Cock and Balls"
For those of you just tuning into the show tonight, I used to hate being referred to as "woman." But, by the time a week was done in this house, I realized that I had become immune to its effects. So, the new naming began.
There were a few that made me wanna cry, believe me.
So, just to have some fun with my new nickname, if you check out my LJ Profile now, my name is "Titicus Maximus" which is such a lie, cause my tits are the size of small grapefruits at best.
Boob size aside, living in this house with my friends has been the best thing in my life. I mean, I really love it here. Yeah, my problems with my family are just as bad IF NOT WORSE than when I lived there, but now I am sorta free. I can do what I want and not have to worry about who is fighting with who. My physical and mental health are wearing thin on the family thing, though. Too much more and I will committ myself to an institution. ^^;
But hey, Carey has her jobs now, and I think I will look into getting something else to support my Rec Center job. If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know. ^^;
Things are tough, and life is tough, but I'm making it the best that I can. My mantra is that if I am happy, I can support myself, and can live a semi comfortable lifestyle, then I would be happy working at WalMart for the rest of my life.
Here's to my life, everyone. *cheers*
The only thing I ask is that my friends make my 21st Birthday rock the house.
I love you guys. ^-^*
True friends are hard to come by, and one's as good as the one's I'm living with now are about four in a million. Damn. Did I get lucky or what?
So, again, to Joe, I commend you for your RIGHTEOUS rip on the trolling douche bag of LJs and I honor your honesty.
Let's rock the rest of this summer, guys.
Sniff you jerks later
Love and Luck,
Kat
Joe, magnificently put! So much gusto and bravery in like, three lines. Simply marvelous. I wish I could openly despise people like that.
*sigh*
Damn respect and pacifist issues. No matter, though. Details, details. My philosophy on trolling is, you better be good at it if you are going to do it. I mean, come on! You really do have to be a trolling bouche dag to actually READ your enemy's LJ and then OPENLY DISCUSS IT ON YOUR OWN. Fuck. If you can't be a trolling ninja, then just get the fuck out of everyone else's way. I mean, there is a right way to troll, and a wrong way. The right way is that you keep it to yourself and you don't get caught. The WRONG way is to continue to grunt and moan about it all the fucking time and constantly stir up trouble.
That was kind of redundant, but *shrug*. It's kinda like one of those "Animaniac" "Good Idea, Bad Idea" skits. Do ya'll remember those? I mean, the ones with the egg headed guy that typically got blown up in the end? I loved Animaniacs. It was adult humor CLEVERLY disguised as a children's show. That's why it lasted longer than "Ren and Stimpy." "Ren and Stimpy," though good and totally awesome, was BLATANTLY an adult oriented show. But who could forget "Log" and "Happy Happy Joy Joy?"
*tear*
Those were the days. . .(such a good song, too, by the way.)
So, after a grueling round of "Name that Kat," Joe has found a brand new nickname for the once proclaimed, "Woman." Interested in the outcome?
New Kat Nickname: "Tits"
In retaliation, New Joe Nickname: "Cock and Balls"
For those of you just tuning into the show tonight, I used to hate being referred to as "woman." But, by the time a week was done in this house, I realized that I had become immune to its effects. So, the new naming began.
There were a few that made me wanna cry, believe me.
So, just to have some fun with my new nickname, if you check out my LJ Profile now, my name is "Titicus Maximus" which is such a lie, cause my tits are the size of small grapefruits at best.
Boob size aside, living in this house with my friends has been the best thing in my life. I mean, I really love it here. Yeah, my problems with my family are just as bad IF NOT WORSE than when I lived there, but now I am sorta free. I can do what I want and not have to worry about who is fighting with who. My physical and mental health are wearing thin on the family thing, though. Too much more and I will committ myself to an institution. ^^;
But hey, Carey has her jobs now, and I think I will look into getting something else to support my Rec Center job. If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know. ^^;
Things are tough, and life is tough, but I'm making it the best that I can. My mantra is that if I am happy, I can support myself, and can live a semi comfortable lifestyle, then I would be happy working at WalMart for the rest of my life.
Here's to my life, everyone. *cheers*
The only thing I ask is that my friends make my 21st Birthday rock the house.
I love you guys. ^-^*
True friends are hard to come by, and one's as good as the one's I'm living with now are about four in a million. Damn. Did I get lucky or what?
So, again, to Joe, I commend you for your RIGHTEOUS rip on the trolling douche bag of LJs and I honor your honesty.
Let's rock the rest of this summer, guys.
Sniff you jerks later
Love and Luck,
Kat