Pet hate for today - my laptop. Well, actually Im more amused by it than anything else because its never done this before. I went on some massive
downloading binge of steps songs.. and my laptop, which was obviously harrowed beyond belief at the pure s**t I was inflicting on its poor hard drive,
had what I can only describe as a 'spaz attack'. And whilst it was doing this I had a bit of R.Kelly on (as you do at 10 in the morning), and it
froze and kept playing the same little bit over and over again i.e. 0:09-0:13 here
. I was
weeping, it was on so loud as well!
However, after about 20 times it got incredibly irritating so I restarted the laptop, and vowed never to try and download steps again.
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Maybe his miserable demeanor was due to severe regret at not purchasing kinder eggs instead?
Although actually the thought of kinder eggs does send me into somewhat of a downward spiral into depression/self harming. For nearly 23 long, hard
years Ive tried and tried but Ive never been able to break the magic spell that allows you open those godforsaken little plastic capsules that the
toys are in. Bane of my life they are!
Not that the toys are any good these days anyway, it was better when the toys had all those dangerous little bits of plastic that were just begging
for some small child to choke on them.
I was most pleased for a moment there, I read that as 'with a kangaroo in Times Square'.
It annoys me so much.. I remember just before xmas a boy I used to go to school with put up a status about how amazing hawaii was or something to that
effect, I commented on it calling him a wanker & telling him I was incredibly jealous.. and I then completely ignored him when he tried to converse
simply because I depised his tropical island slinking/basking all day in the sun ways!
Well at Lincoln we generally get £1000 if we pass both semesters and another £500 if we attempt all our written work (how amazing is that, I could
hand in a bit of paper with 'AIDS' written on it & they'd still give me money). Then I had another £500 pop up out of nowhere from them, I dont
know why they gave me it but they never asked for it back so I decided to allocate it to a worthy cause i.e. my wardrobe.
Ha, the closest we got to Shakespeare was watching Romeo & Juliet.. eee Leonardo DiCaprio.. but yes anyway, they made us learn silly poems about
lesbianism & africans. It was most beneficial, I cant tell you how many times those poems come in handy during my day-to-day life.
I did read the stupid box, it lied to me though! I think I might just shave my head & be done with it. You men get it way too easy with your hair!
Oh gosh, can you imagine if that was the anthem for our white lightning drinking/AIDS/chav ridden little planet! At least we wouldnt need to fear any
incoming reptilians though, one little snippet of Mika's high pitched squeals would have them fleeing back to wherever they came from!
Although quite frankly Id rather remove my womb and wear it as a hat then have Mika spreading the love throughout the entire universe. God Im a vile
It makes it worse because.. well, because it does. Dont make me pull out the 'listen to your elders' card again!
Yea he ended up handing it in.. the little s**t got something like 61/62% too! He is well versed in the art of including offensively long references
and just generally spouting crap that sounds like it might be related to the subject. I admire him ever so much for it.
I remember when I first started uni there was a girl on my course who casually admitted that her, her brother and parents used to sit watching
eurotrash together. She was a the biggest prude in the entire world as well, it was very disturbing.
Tut tut, you need to start socialising with aspiring rap artists, you'll never get by in life if you arent aware of the terms they use. Thankfully,
the urban dictionary can come to rescue - man dem
Actually, all this talk of gash & man dem has just brought back an amazing memory of friday night!! Some badger came up to us while we were out and
enquired as to where all the 'gash dem' was. Being the lady that I am I informed him that while there was plenty of mutton out, this wasnt in fact a
meat market. He didnt look pleased, so I proceeded to ask him where all the jap's eye was.. his face was a picture, he looked like a startled
caterpillar! Wonderful stuff.
Im sooo sorry oh wise one, thankyou for enlightening me as to what it actually means!
Haha, yea a friend of mine had something similar happen last year. Cant remember exactly who it was he was introduced to, but I remember several times
this guy saying 'see, I told you they were good!' to my friend. Anyone would think instead of introducing him to a band he'd given him one of his
kidneys or something.. Im suprised he didnt request that his first born child be named after him as a thankyou.
How can you not love Cheryl Cole.. she's like a size 6 and still has massive boobs, its unheard of! You are clearly a massive bender.
Although if you've been on the sun website recently you may have seen a picture of that rancid tattoo on the back of her neck that says 'Mrs C',
and that is the only possible thing that could make her unlovable.
But seriously, even when her teeth resembled stonehenge she was still much fitter then all those dirt bags.
Ashley Cole is a silly silly man. He's not even fit himself so he should have considered himself lucky. I wouldnt even call those women
'hamburgers'. More like one of those 2% pork hotdogs you get in tins that not even a scabby dog would eat.
Blanche looks well fit in that photo! I thoroughly appreciate her hairstyle, definately one for the wank bank. And thats just upped the vileness
levels of this post even more, good.
"You always made me smile, we always had a joke. We always shared a laugh whilst having a smoke."
Thats awkward. She didnt die of lung cancer did she?
Also, what are your thoughts on drawing this insanely long casual chat to a close, I have visions of being on here in 50 years complaining about my
hip replacement and the price of bread etc.