Okay, so I went and got some food last night at that cafe place downtown. And things were goin' just fine. I was the only one there and I had the best sandwich, ever! Then this freak walks in. And I mean freak. I know those goths can go far, but this weirdo was all in red and velvet and old stuff. And he had a cane. Though the freak couldn't have
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I think maybe I just have like freak-radar or somethin'.
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I like a good pressed cubian sandwhich myself- if I could ever get it down, now, is the question.
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What the hell's that last part supposed to mean?
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Mmm. Old Bitties.
How else are you to meet new people if you don't talk to them?
"Hey, nice red velvet thing"
"Thanks! I made it myself, well.. sorta."
"Cool."
"Cool fake ninja mask thing!"
"It's not fake! I'm so hard core"
"Pfft. What ever. Leave me be, I'm going to slash my wrists now"
"Fucking emo"
"Fucking otaku."
"What ever"
"Up yours"
"What you want to start somethin'?!"
"Leik you know it!"
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Wooo...
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But now I see that you're fucking annoying. Or completely off your rocker.
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