( The racism of laundry and one lonely sock )

( Ten Things I Hate About Ewe )

I returneth, may my holy ball sweat bless you with its salty goodness.

( The torrential downpour of bitching, and the price of a smoke and six chicken wings )

I have returnethed. May the great word spread before you like wildfire, and use mine name in reverence, for it is a killing word. And why is that? For I am the Cuisinart-Monkeysack!!!

( Stalking 9th graders and the Legend of the Polydactyl )

( Bitching, moaning, and generaly stating the obvious in a long monologue involving some very colorfull language. )

( Randomness, choas, mayhem...all hail the true Emperor! )

*does a little dance has he makes his first cut* Yeah, stories of me corrupting small children!

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*Will Apologize in advance for this last long rant, he promises to force his SO to teach him how to cut his poses when he gets home...yes...get home, for I am once again trapped away at my mother's, that place that has given my livejournal its name, which by the way is the topic for the night ( Read more... )

I always wondered what was so great about these quiz things, and then I find some super hero thing where you can opt to be naked as your super hero costume. I guess these things aren't so bad.