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With a name this gay, YOU HAVE TO READ IT
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[25 May 2005|11:47pm] |
 ahahahahaha
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| BOING |
[17 May 2005|08:32pm] |
FUCK YEA
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| hurrrr |
[04 May 2005|06:27pm] |
Shock and Awe was nice and all, but medieval muslim ownage was far better. This friday, let us rejoice in crushing the real infidels ;D

 Steel meets steel
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[04 Apr 2005|12:58am] |
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| Idiots |
[17 Feb 2005|12:48pm] |
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Funny how people think the ibook is the laptop for the intellectually saavy and artistic. I couldnt even give a shit if their programs are in fact better for photo editing, film, etc, you are just buying into their bullshit advertising campaigns. Fuck that stupidity. Dont try and argue with me how PCs are for the idiots because you think that you are buying into the 'think different' lifestyle because you have an art-decko designed laptop. I dont need to feel like im an artistic intellectual by buying a piece of crap comestically pleasing computer. If I want to buy into a trend and become a snobby faggot, ill be sure to head over to the apple store. Till then, suck my balls.
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| Fresh |
[02 Feb 2005|12:21am] |
Funny, and people honestly try to defend NJ drivers. Good thing I had my camera
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| yum |
[03 Jan 2005|12:07am] |
 traumaes sexy: one time i had one so long that it touched all the way beneath the little hoel and still peeked out of the water iluvthepowaglove: a poop? traumaes sexy: yes a super long skinny turd
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| no thx |
[11 Dec 2004|04:53pm] |
yea dont ask me to go swimming ever kthx

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| busted! stupid whore |
[03 Nov 2004|05:09pm] |
Its funny when people get caught trying to shut the elevator door on you, but you stop them. This stupid cunt had the front door open, and didnt hold it for me even though i was 5 feet away. So i had to unlock the door with all my baggage, and as I turned the corner to the elevators, the door was 3/4s closed, so I stuck my arm right in the slit and the door opened up. I walked in and the girl had her head down, and was pushing the 'door open' button. Bitch please, like u were holding the door for me now? Anyway, when she got off, i told her not to be such a rude bitch, and the doors closed before she could say anything else. :D
oh and PS: If you are in a building, and you live on the 4th floor or below, unless you are crippled, TAKE THE FUCKING STAIRS DOWN. God you lazy pricks, making the elevator stop so you can go 3 flights down. I lived on the 3rd floor of an apartment building for 13 years, and ive NEVER taken an elevator down unless I was on the verge of death or carrying heavy stuff.
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| The mandate for your life |
[22 Oct 2004|12:32am] |
Tomorow, you're going to wake up, get out of bed no matter how badly you don't want to, and you're gonna go face the day. Smile, and flirt with the first goddamn waitress at a restraunt, or cashier at a gas station that you can. Lay down some fucking charm, and get a smile out of a woman.
See that? You just made someone happy. Now you're gonna go and stay out of your house, and excercise alot, this is the important part.
Make sure you excercise alot, get that hot body you've always wanted, but focus on things like dexterity and agility. Usable physical traits, since bulking up will only lead to sadness when it goes away after you're done recovering.
Then you're gonna find NEW hobbies. You're gonna take up martial arts, and maybe even join a gun club. Remember to pay your dues on time!
You're gonna go back to that gas station you went to last month, and that same girl who's working her ass off to put herself through school is going to be there. Smile at her, pickup a cigarette lighter, and attempt to purchase it. Make small talk, just chat her ear off. You're gonna ask her if she wants to get some coffee after work, be a gentleman and open the door for her and stay standing up until she sits. You're gonna show her some chivalry in this dark cloudy world.
You'll make a little small talk, maybe even talk about your past. She'll tell you how she came from a lower middle class family, and had to work as a waiter to buy her first cheerleading outfit. You'll lay on your tales of antics about how you and your buddies spent your high school years throwing shit at teachers from the back of the class, and barely avoided expulsion because of your senior prank. They never did find Mr Felton's walking cane did they? Ha ha ha.
Then the talk will lead to past relationships, she'll initiate it. You'll feel that sudden stab of hurt, from having to hear your girlfriend moaning the name of your best friend out. You'll probably wonder if his dick was bigger than yours, and you'll reel internally from the pain. But you're stronger than that now, you can do the splits and run 3 miles in 18 minutes. You'll just smile and say "I knew a few girls, got involved once or twice, nothing serious." while you attempt to shake the image of that slut being beaten with bamboo sticks from your head. God you really hate her.
Then you'll walk her to her car. You'll say "Hey, you want to come to my place and watch some movies or something? I got like a million DVD's" and she'll cheerfully agree.
Once back at your place, she'll sit down on the couch with you, put her head on your shoulder, and look up at you, totally expecting a kiss. You'll oblige, and have an awkward first kiss, where she uses to much tongue, and your lips engulf hers, causing drool to gather around the corners of your mouth. Thats when your penis remembers it can fill with blood, and grow to 3 times its flacid size. She will notice this.
No my friend, it won't be but a half an hour later before you have her bent over the back of your couch, butt ass naked doing things to her, that would make Larry Flynt blush. Hell, you won't even be into it at all, you'll just be enjoying destroying whatever shred of dignity she had left after her brothers molested her, and her mom left her dad for a crack dealer. You'll just take the largest ammount of joy you could ever get from abusing a woman. You'll want to scream bitch at her, you'll want to slap her ass and scream "YOU LIKE THAT DON'T YOU BITCH?!" and you will. She'll be into it, becuase it takes her back to grade school. Hell, you won't even get off, you'll just pull out and go to the bathroom. You'll probably sit there and think of what a pimp you are.
"How the fuck are you getting home?" you'll scream through the bathroom door.
Thats when she'll start crying, and you won't feel bad at all. You're already hitting the bottle pretty hard, thats why you keep the Seagrams right next to the mouthwash.
Yea things will be going great, after that release you'll be fine all over again, you'll be ready to hunt down another young lady, with a calibre to match the one that fucked around on you. You'll feel great, your friends will want to hang out and drink more, and life will be normal, although slightly sexually frustrating.
You'll be at a concert, the fucking Eagles are playing live at the Ampitheatre, how could you ever miss something like that? Thats when you'll get the phone call.
"James? Its me. I'm pregnant."
And you'll name your first born son after me.
When i read this, it made me tingle inside
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[24 Sep 2004|10:45am] |
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You know whats silly? Ugly people running 'hot or not' type communities.
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[20 Sep 2004|04:38pm] |
 Tomorrow... Time to be owned
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[18 Sep 2004|01:05pm] |
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Ok im back for real this time, so get pumped
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| math time gachooo gachooo |
[01 Oct 2003|10:22am] |
math quiz today and for the first time in a long time, i really feel confident with the material. i think i am actually well prepared, and ive even taken the time to work out the homework problems and ensure that i will have some special assistance during the quiz while i sit in the back. as a matter of fact, im actually rather excited to get going. more importantly, i made a major connection with my math teacher on monday as he made a realultimatepower.net joke during class which no one got, so i spoke up and said "pirates > ninjas". everyone thought we were both idiots im sure, but i really couldnt give a shit as he is the one giving me a grade, and the fugly wisconsin yocals in my class are about as meaningful to me as a pile of steaming horse shit. so thank you nerdy kids who created realultimatepower, you have created a potential working relationship that i can benefit greatly from. NINJA POWER
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| hair? |
[30 Sep 2003|09:43pm] |
I think its time for a haircut...but i dont want to pay..and i dont want to find a barber that can sculpt my hair into something beautiful the WAY I LIKE IT! ^_^ the front and sides are long and nice, but the middle is just becoming a poofy mess and needs to be weedwacked. maybe some japanese hair straightener would eliminate this annoyance, but i dont know that i am willing to spend money on something so girly. but then again...maybe girly is...is GOOD!
behold the thunderpoof!
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| math |
[30 Sep 2003|04:50pm] |
today i was reviewing math with a girl in my pre-calc class and she asked me where i was from. so i told her NYC and she asked where exactly. i tell her manhattan, and she asks me
"so is that a small town or something?"
wtf? how do some people get to thinking they belong in college?
-_-
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| quiz |
[30 Sep 2003|11:28am] |
quiz time: my score you ask?
 you are an emo elitist. you're actually pretty fucking cool. you like good music and bitch at stupid kids for being retards. kudos.
what type of lame scenester are you? brought to you by Quizilla
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| Lost in translation |
[29 Sep 2003|08:00pm] |
So my Japanese sensei(teacher) took me up to his office today to discuss my recent quiz grade which was a C. I knew i had understudied due to a big Psych test i had on the same day, so I wasnt surprised with the grade. However my teacher was under the presumption that I was having trouble with the material and he was concerned that if i couldnt master the subject matter on this first test, I would have trouble with the harder things. Yet with his poor english, he didnt articulate what he was really trying to say and instead informed me that I would barely pass the class depending on my midterm and that I might consider dropping the class. He told me that unless I was pleased with working hard to marginally pass, I should perhaps drop or look into serious tutoring. Now I havent failed anything in my class, so I have no idea wtf he is talking about, and as he continues to give me a nervous breakdown, I realized what he was trying to tell me. I felt better, but he ruined my day. I need a good cry and perhaps a hug.... T_T
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