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Okay so here's the shitty thing: my gloves? Totally ruined. I can't even wear the fucking things anymore because the seams are all busted up, and I didn't pay hundreds of dollars for good batting gloves just for them to go to shit, so fuck you sportswear company. I play hard but no amount of hitting balls with a bat will tear seams on gloves, seriously.
Not how I wanted to start this morning but what the fucking ever.
Oh and this: do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to keep up with fashion when this place doesn't have Vogue or anything? Not that it would change anything around this place because half of you dress like retards out of an anime or a video game or something, and the rest of you are from like... the nineties or early two thousands. I swear I saw some bitch in 90s mom jeans the other day. That is not okay. Get better clothes. You cannot seriously like pants cut that high.
And on that subject, tit-curtains and gladiator sandals are so ten years ago. Newsflash: tit-curtains are not flattering. They make girls with racks look fat, pregnant, or fat and pregnant. Furthest thing from sexy. Cut that shit out, ladies.
And you know what? I miss Bob. Who else misses Bob? He made this place fun, sparked some life that wasn't related to babies and the like. Which reminds me: Peace Patrol, where the FUCK is my Joker card? That was a present from Bob, you know, and I lost it that night he went apeshit on the villagers, and I never got it back. I WANT it back.
[ooc: I swear LJ if you eat another post I will end your miserable ass. For some reason when I hit "post" the entry changed to part of a CLARK entry (what the fuck?!) and posted. What are you doing, LJ.]
Not how I wanted to start this morning but what the fucking ever.
Oh and this: do you have any idea how fucking hard it is to keep up with fashion when this place doesn't have Vogue or anything? Not that it would change anything around this place because half of you dress like retards out of an anime or a video game or something, and the rest of you are from like... the nineties or early two thousands. I swear I saw some bitch in 90s mom jeans the other day. That is not okay. Get better clothes. You cannot seriously like pants cut that high.
And on that subject, tit-curtains and gladiator sandals are so ten years ago. Newsflash: tit-curtains are not flattering. They make girls with racks look fat, pregnant, or fat and pregnant. Furthest thing from sexy. Cut that shit out, ladies.
And you know what? I miss Bob. Who else misses Bob? He made this place fun, sparked some life that wasn't related to babies and the like. Which reminds me: Peace Patrol, where the FUCK is my Joker card? That was a present from Bob, you know, and I lost it that night he went apeshit on the villagers, and I never got it back. I WANT it back.
[ooc: I swear LJ if you eat another post I will end your miserable ass. For some reason when I hit "post" the entry changed to part of a CLARK entry (what the fuck?!) and posted. What are you doing, LJ.]