I seem to be having some trouble with language. I simply do not know why, or how, I say the things I say. Maybe it's because of tuberculosis. My doctor appears to be under the impression that I have tuberculosis
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HOLY FUCKETY FUCK THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND I JUST TOTALLY FUCKING STARTED RULING THE OFFICE POOL BECAUSE ONLY ONE OTHER FUCKING HUMAN BEING IN THIS FUCKING BUILDING BELIEVED
Le foot? Pfui! A real French fan follows only the noble gladiatorial combat that is le cyclisme, the diadem in whose crown, the Tour, begins this Sunday. Sadly there is no French cyclist with an earthly chance in this year's peloton, but you may still swoon over the allegedly "dishy" Thomas Voeckler. You are however excused, for geographical reasons, from going out in the night and painting his name on a road with beige emulsion paint.
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FUCKING. ROCK. ON.
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