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[Feb. 25th, 2010|11:44 pm] |
OH IT'S THE JUGGERNAUT BITCH!
THAT'S RIGHT I'M BACK! I'M SO BACK I'M THE ASS OF A CHINESE DONKEY IN THE MIDDLE OF A PORN STUDIO TRAPPED UNDER RON JEREMY'S LEFT NUTSACK!
YOU CAN'T STOP ME!
HERE I COME!
NEVER BEFORE SEEN! NEVER BEFORE HEARD! BUT ALWAYS THE SHIT LIKE A BAG OF RAT TURDS!
AIN'T NOBODY EVER GONNA' STOP THE GODDAMN JUGGERNAUT!
RELAX BITCHES!
JUGG'S GOT YA'... |
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[Feb. 6th, 2010|10:12 pm] |
cAndy HeaRts are harder to break than real ones ! D:
everyone B nice, please? |
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[Jan. 31st, 2010|12:22 am] |
I don't think this is where I'm supposed to be. |
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[Sep. 18th, 2009|08:12 pm] |
SO, me and my NEW BFF Azazel (who is like SO cool and says he'll even hold my purse during our shopping trip?) are gonna TOTEZ have a barbecue this weekend.
All of you TOTALLY have to come. It's gonna be like, SO awesome. He's even going to GRILL... just like Ken. |
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[Sep. 18th, 2009|04:28 pm] |
I declare, the weekends come 'round again all too soon. I haven't time to recover from the last, and already it's Friday again. |
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[Aug. 29th, 2009|06:34 pm] |
It's Saturday night, people.
You know what that means.
Party time.
Blondes, in particular, are wanted at my place. |
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[Aug. 14th, 2008|12:06 am] |
I leave for two days and shit hits the fan. See, this is why you people need me around. So shit doesn't hit the fan.
What's this I hear about a time traveling futurebrother? And his little buttcestual best friend? |
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[Jul. 31st, 2008|08:47 pm] |
OH MY GOD MY UNCLE SKWISGAAR IS GETTING MARRIED. THE END OF TIMES IS UPON US.
Congratulations, Lulu, you'd probably be better than any other woman out there for him. At least you know how to deal with his mood swings. And his addictions. And his accent. And his OCD. And his crazy friends. And his schlong.
YAAAAAY. |
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[Jul. 28th, 2008|09:43 pm] |
Alright.
Let's not do that again, oui?
Now why's Remy in London and what was that thing that got me here?
((OOC: His icon's eyes aren't fixed yet. I'll do that soon. No photoshop currently)) |
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[Jul. 28th, 2008|08:41 pm] |
Anybody else besides me get their hopes up that "Pineapple Express" meant someone had the exceptionally brilliant idea to deliver pineapples to doorsteps? |
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[Jul. 28th, 2008|03:25 pm] |
Someone explain to me why I'm not in my bedroom.
Now. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|08:00 pm] |
Right. So help me out here because I'm a little confused. I was - well, where I was is of no consequence. Something extremely unusual occurred, after which I awoke here. Which would be the office of my former employment.
And that's my name on the plate. As well as on the door.
Clearly, either I've gone mad yet again or somebody up there or down below thinks they have a sense of humour but really they don't. Now, the latter of the two wouldn't surprise me one bit but the prospect of the former being the case is looking remarkably good because evidently I am typing all this on what appears to be an online journaling system at the behest of a woman I've never met.
I'll be damned if somebody replies sensibly to this. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|05:07 pm] |
Thanks for everyone who helped cheer me up. It was nice. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2008|03:39 pm] |
Here, again?
By the All-Spark, this is intolerable! |
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[Jul. 19th, 2008|08:38 am] |
OHMYGOODUHNESS!
I was like, totally driving down the street in my HOT PINK Corvette when I TOTALLY took a wrong turn and ended up like, on the WRONG side of Beverly Hills because all of a sudden? There was NEW YORK!
ME! In New York. Somebody's like, TOTALLY playing a joke on me, right? RIGHT?! |
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