I fucking kicked the SHIT out of a trashcan. Bitch.
That's right. See the title. Trashcan got (LOL OMG PWNED n00b!) DESTROYED. Chris and I were walking back to the dorm from TDU (Taylor Down Under - a sort of pool hall/cafe to all you non-JMU folks) when we saw this...this...ABOMINATION standing in the middle of our soccer field. It just wasn't RIGHT...so DEFIANT...the lone obstacle on an otherwise flat surface. Plus, it was looking at us funny. So we charged that trashcan AND KICKED THE SHIT OUT OF IT! YEAAAAH!! THAT'S RIGHT! Only afterwards did we realize it was full. OOPSIES!
Do NOT ever shave your nuts with a straight razor. BAD IDEA!
I drilled to the center of the earth today, only to discover a very large toad chugging a barrel of Jack Daniels. I asked him if he'd seen my ballpoint pen. He said no. *sighs*
You know what's bad? When you're on all fours on the floor doing your homework and your dog strolls up and starts humping your rear...
So anyways...I seem to be gauging my time by how long it is to the next break... NOT A GOOD SIGN! Look, I mean, just because I BOUGHT the flamethrower DOESN'T mean I'm going to use it on my fellow students. Except that one kid was really pissing me off... I could make an exception.
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ACCORDING TO JOHN YURKOW, I AM THE FRAPMASTER. THAT'S RIGHT...STARBUCKS GAVE ME FRIENDS, SO YOU SHOULD BUY FRAPS TOO! THEY'LL MAKE YOUR MISERABLE, ANGSTY LIFE THAT MUCH MORE BEARABLE. Or just give you a caffeine rush.
An angry desklamp swallowed my soul!!! I'm going to go wrestle it to the ground now in an attempt to get it back. *dons his armor* Wish me luck, kiddies! This is Scrooge McSpooge, signing off!
Do NOT ever shave your nuts with a straight razor. BAD IDEA!
I drilled to the center of the earth today, only to discover a very large toad chugging a barrel of Jack Daniels. I asked him if he'd seen my ballpoint pen. He said no. *sighs*
You know what's bad? When you're on all fours on the floor doing your homework and your dog strolls up and starts humping your rear...
So anyways...I seem to be gauging my time by how long it is to the next break... NOT A GOOD SIGN! Look, I mean, just because I BOUGHT the flamethrower DOESN'T mean I'm going to use it on my fellow students. Except that one kid was really pissing me off... I could make an exception.
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ACCORDING TO JOHN YURKOW, I AM THE FRAPMASTER. THAT'S RIGHT...STARBUCKS GAVE ME FRIENDS, SO YOU SHOULD BUY FRAPS TOO! THEY'LL MAKE YOUR MISERABLE, ANGSTY LIFE THAT MUCH MORE BEARABLE. Or just give you a caffeine rush.
An angry desklamp swallowed my soul!!! I'm going to go wrestle it to the ground now in an attempt to get it back. *dons his armor* Wish me luck, kiddies! This is Scrooge McSpooge, signing off!