Random thoughts.

Blues_Ladywoman said:
Uhh.. I never knew smacking my monitor would make it work again!
Surely you have read enough on this site to know that a good smacking is the answer to many of lifes problems. ;)
 
Smacking does fix almost anything!

I'm also wondering how i managed to get some extra money at the end of last month. I'm going shopping for the first time in a long time today :nana:
 
quoll said:
I have no idea, but nice breasts is always good. ;)

NB's referring to an advertising campaign (I don't know for what, might be beer?).

Sunday was the SuperBowl--American football championship. The Indianapolis Colts won.
 
if you're going to take the effort to make the proper choice between "who" and "whom" in a sentence, try not to fuck it up by ending the sentence with a preposition. idiots.
 
EJFan said:
if you're going to take the effort to make the proper choice between "who" and "whom" in a sentence, try not to fuck it up by ending the sentence with a preposition. idiots.

To whom were you directing that comment at? ;)


sorry, that was irresistable. :eek:
 
EJFan said:
if you're going to take the effort to make the proper choice between "who" and "whom" in a sentence, try not to fuck it up by ending the sentence with a preposition. idiots.
I haven't been prepositioned for for quite awhile.
 
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Space space spacety spacety space. S p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e.

S P A C E.



New keyboard, heh.
 
quoll said:
Space space spacety spacety space. S p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e s p a c e.

S P A C E.



New keyboard, heh.

p q y o u a r e w e i r d . ;)
 
quoll said:
I kept seeing this sign in the hospital today Patients Discharge Room, now I can't get the image of Mr Mucus and his friends Mr Phlegm, Mrs Clot and little Master Pus all sitting in the waiting room. "So what are you in for?"

I would have figured it was the patients restroom.
quoll said:
I had an absolute bastard of a night/day yesterday/today

Absolute bastard
http://72.29.92.243/~portugal/catalog/images/100320-01.jpg
It hits hard and without warning.
quoll said:
Have you ever woken up and thought you might have drifted into an alternate universe while you were asleep
Regularly

Have you ever woken up assuming your in a bed in a room you lived in years ago and as you try to roll out of bed you find a wall where there should be none? Smack
Then you realize your in the same bed you went to sleep in and wonder how it's possible you could really wake up knowing you were somewhere else.
 
yoshimitsu said:
Regularly

Have you ever woken up assuming your in a bed in a room you lived in years ago and as you try to roll out of bed you find a wall where there should be none? Smack
Then you realize your in the same bed you went to sleep in and wonder how it's possible you could really wake up knowing you were somewhere else.
Oh yeah I've done that, actually got up some good speed in the dark before the wall cut me off.
I hate coming home in the middle of the day, going to bed, waking up a few hours later, look at the clock, brain says "It's tomorrow morning, wtf are you doing here?" you go charging naked through to the other end of the house all the while trying to work out what that feeling of things being not quite right is. It's only when you arrive at your destination and everyone is calmly watching tv that things start to filter through,. It's daylight (it shouldn't be), it's 4 p.m, not a.m, you ask what day it is (your eldest child says, "Today", smack him across the head, where the hell did he get such a fucked up sense of humour from?), finally the fog starts to clear, the adrenaline rush begins to subside, the tiny little light comes on, you have been asleep for three hours, not fifteen. Shit, fuck, shitfuck.
 
quoll said:
Oh yeah I've done that, actually got up some good speed in the dark before the wall cut me off.
I hate coming home in the middle of the day, going to bed, waking up a few hours later, look at the clock, brain says "It's tomorrow morning, wtf are you doing here?" you go charging naked through to the other end of the house all the while trying to work out what that feeling of things being not quite right is. It's only when you arrive at your destination and everyone is calmly watching tv that things start to filter through,. It's daylight (it shouldn't be), it's 4 p.m, not a.m, you ask what day it is (your eldest child says, "Today", smack him across the head, where the hell did he get such a fucked up sense of humour from?), finally the fog starts to clear, the adrenaline rush begins to subside, the tiny little light comes on, you have been asleep for three hours, not fifteen. Shit, fuck, shitfuck.

Oh dear, it's never quite happened to me like that, but I have had my moments. Those confusing wake ups are not cool, because when I get up too quickly from bed I get a major headache. Adrenaline is a bitch!
 
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