Posts Tagged ‘ grr ’

What’s wrong, you coward? Too intimidated by a real woman to get it up? Or too much of an ass to even get an adult to look at you twice? Well, guess what? Fifteen-year-old girls don’t want you either, you impotent jackass! She beat the shit out of you, didn’t she? And maybe you...
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That should teach me to count on a bureaucracy. I’m supposed to get my tax return today. It’s my money and I desperately need it. But here it is, 1037 and no monies. My paycheck is there, telling me that at least one accepted time for direct deposit has passed, but that’s barely enough...
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I should, but I don’t really know what to say. Stumbling forward on the smut challenge–the beginning is always hard for me, because no matter how I’ve built (not so thoroughly this time *shifty look* ) it’s never enough. I forget things like putting “Earl” and “Reming” together to see if they sound good....
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I’m going to address this to all of you, even though not all of you bag groceries, because maybe you can stop this dreadful incident from occurring again. Specifically, though, I want to talk to the baggers. To the bottom of the totem pole people, the ones stuck with all the worst jobs I’m...
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So many of my friends are so stressed right now, and I’m not sympathetic at all. I mean, I am, but I really wish I could convince them to stop it. If someone really want to go all out for Christmas, I say go for it. But if it’s making people miserable, stressing them...
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