Well, what could I write that expresses anything? Let me think, you know ...

I want everyone who reads this, doesn't matter if you have a screenname or not, lady or gentlemen, click on the little button on the corner and type shit. Or don't. Motherfuck it then.

I love you.

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"I drink Lithium, and I don't even know what is. The only reason you diss me, is 'cause you want a sip. Everytime I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phazer ( Read more... )

You ever just start feeling crazy all of the sudden? Like if you had a gun, a big magnum .66 hand cannon, that you'd start punching holes of meat out of people? Not 'LJ crazy' I mean BLAM BLAM SCREAM BLAM crazy ( Read more... )

I read a few days ago that somewhere in france, a guy got really drunk, and remembering back on his days of playing Mortal Kombat, attempted a Liu-Kang Fatality on his friend. This fatality was the Scissor Kick, in which Liu-Kang cuts someone in half with his legs. The drunk french dude did it to his friend. Killed his friend ( Read more... )

I haven't had much to say lately ( Read more... )

It has begun.

Title: C and J.
Genre: It's an urban story. It's about no good beatniks.
Rating: R (For Language)

I'm putting this up for your entertainment. You'll dig it. I know it.

( Part 1 )

Why am I posting this, huh? Two reasons. For memory purposes. And because it needs to be documented. And also, a third reason: Last night was fucking dope ( Read more... )

Fable had one of the coolest concepts, and I don't know why. It stuck in my head, even months after I sold it off because it was too short, and the gameplay got repetitive. But the concept was classic. That shit was nice ( Read more... )