User Twinkies-N-Beer-06 wrote:
Whatever, Wyoming. Your FACE will get you nowhere.
Oh, dear God. Tucker and I agree? Apocalypse.
By the way, Tucker. Love that "Despair" website. That shit is COLD.
So today I got word from Simmons. He's gonna have a blog post up pretty soon. I wonder if I can get him to post for me so I don't have to get on.... Hmm.... That's a thought. Anyway, he should have something posted by... I dunno, probably like, tomorrow.
Anyway, I didn't do anything even remotely entertaining today. I mean, laying around on the couch eating potato chips is awesome and all, but I can't do just that all day. And if any one of you assholes acts surprised, I'll fuckin' shoot you in the kneecaps. Anyway, no one would really do anything with me, so I was kind of limited to solitary activities. I mean, I could've asked Donut to play video games with me and he totally would, but I just watched a movie with him a few days ago, and I don't want to do too much stuff with him in a single week. I don't want him to think we're friends or anything. That leaves: Simmons, who is, well... Simmons; Sarge, who wants to kill me and makes an effort to do so like every day; the Blues, who are retards; Tex, who's dangerous (not to mention out of town. Wait, would you say "town" for this place? Out of canyon); Sheila, who is also dangerous, has no hands, and is technically a Blue; and Doc. No need for explanation on that one. So I could either watch TV, play a bunch of games I already beat the story mode on, play solitaire, or read. And since everyone knows I can't read without falling aslee-----
Wait. Wyoming has The Sims 3?!?! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME HOW IT IS!!! I want that game so goddamned bad I'd actually do work to get my hands on it! I've been waiting for that to come out forever, but I don't have the money to buy it or the means of transportation to get to a fuckin' game store! Wyoming, be a pal, man. Let me come over and try it?
Whatever, Wyoming. Your FACE will get you nowhere.
Oh, dear God. Tucker and I agree? Apocalypse.
By the way, Tucker. Love that "Despair" website. That shit is COLD.
So today I got word from Simmons. He's gonna have a blog post up pretty soon. I wonder if I can get him to post for me so I don't have to get on.... Hmm.... That's a thought. Anyway, he should have something posted by... I dunno, probably like, tomorrow.
Anyway, I didn't do anything even remotely entertaining today. I mean, laying around on the couch eating potato chips is awesome and all, but I can't do just that all day. And if any one of you assholes acts surprised, I'll fuckin' shoot you in the kneecaps. Anyway, no one would really do anything with me, so I was kind of limited to solitary activities. I mean, I could've asked Donut to play video games with me and he totally would, but I just watched a movie with him a few days ago, and I don't want to do too much stuff with him in a single week. I don't want him to think we're friends or anything. That leaves: Simmons, who is, well... Simmons; Sarge, who wants to kill me and makes an effort to do so like every day; the Blues, who are retards; Tex, who's dangerous (not to mention out of town. Wait, would you say "town" for this place? Out of canyon); Sheila, who is also dangerous, has no hands, and is technically a Blue; and Doc. No need for explanation on that one. So I could either watch TV, play a bunch of games I already beat the story mode on, play solitaire, or read. And since everyone knows I can't read without falling aslee-----
Wait. Wyoming has The Sims 3?!?! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME HOW IT IS!!! I want that game so goddamned bad I'd actually do work to get my hands on it! I've been waiting for that to come out forever, but I don't have the money to buy it or the means of transportation to get to a fuckin' game store! Wyoming, be a pal, man. Let me come over and try it?
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