Comments | tollingforthee: Mister Scrooby says, "And that's what you get for jumping on the bed!"

tollingforthee

Mister Scrooby says, "And that's what you get for jumping on the bed!"

Mar 26, 2010 05:43

I got another twelve months added, due to my escapade with evelynrevisited. Just perfect. I'm going to be writing these things until the day I die.

Anyway, I think it's time I got back to basics: I blame Dorothy Rothschild. :D

manangerment, back to basics, fuck'n insulting, self-destruct-o-matic, isn't it ironic?, counting chickens

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on_the_dot March 26 2010, 21:56:02 UTC

Your little compliments have no chance of turning my head, dear, but I thank you anyway. Then again, I think your mother ranks above me -- in this, and ONLY in this matter.

tollingforthee March 26 2010, 22:05:03 UTC

You totally jinxed me. :(

on_the_dot March 26 2010, 22:09:37 UTC

Yes, I have that power. You'd think you'd learn.

tollingforthee March 26 2010, 22:18:07 UTC

You'd think. :/

Did your dad like the book I left him the other day?

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evelynrevisited March 27 2010, 04:24:18 UTC

Aww.
Clearly you have more anger to manage, how tragic.

tollingforthee March 27 2010, 15:36:14 UTC

I'll manage your FACE.

(That's my entry for today.)

The Very Secret Anger Management Journal of Ernest Hemingway thecrack_up March 27 2010, 14:49:53 UTC

Day One:

Fuck you.

Day Two:

I want to punch you.

Day Three:

I went to the mall today. There were people. I wanted to punch them.

Day Four:

Heh. I like dykes.

P.S. - I still want to punch you.

Day Five:

I wrote a story. It was about punching. I wish I could punch you right now.

Day Six:

I wish I knew how to quit you, punching clown.

Day Seven:

Yesterday's entry makes me sound gay. I wish I could punch myself.

tollingforthee March 27 2010, 15:35:40 UTC

Keep it up, I'm gonna call your buddy Bubba from New Jersey to come and reminisce about your times together.