Rancid Calorie Control Pouches smell like anal glands. Jesus that stank! I was near vomiting, so were the others at work.

3 Smells I will NEVER forget:

1) Rancid Calorie Control Pouches
2) That poor bull dog (she was juicy, YUCK)
3) Max M. poor dog.

SCREW OFF I'M NOT GOING TO MONTREAL!

So not too much has been going on with me. On Friday I got my swallow tattoos touched up again. This time it was only an hour session. Thank god, last time it was 2 ( Read more... )

1)I went to the dollarama I was looking in the hair/beauty asile and what do I see next to an oral thermometer you ask... A FUCKING PREGNANCY TEST! I was rolling on the floor laughing [not really] but it was funny. A co-worker and I said those would be sold out at the store in Spryfield, they really would ( Read more... )

not titties. They look so much better since them touched up last night!

So tis the eve of new years and I sit and type on the keyboard. Not too much is new with me, whether good or bad I have yet to decide ( Read more... )

"Best" 2 things I heard today:

1) "Over vaccinating a cat will cause it to have cancer"~crazy bitch @ work.
2) "Some people's children should have been blowjobs"~my lovely co-worker regarding the crazy bitch @ work.

( my xmas stocking )

So, after waiting for 2.5 hours to get the damn 80 on Monday night after a freak snowstorm, I am again at the bus stop. And what did I see at the bus stop you ask? A teenie tiny anemic looking scene kid with a UNICYLE! He was riding it while waiting for the bus. I thought it was pretty random.

So I get on the 82 Halifax this morning at 6:15am. I'm listening to my tunes and the bus starts to move, and I'm not even seated. The next thing I know I'm on my ass in the middle of the bus. FUCKING JESUS! That asshole of a driver.

There I've vented.