Saturday, June 20, 2009

Randomityfrestobihepticalapticalapticalaptipenguinpencilguinsoundslikegwinalso ice latte.


Apparently the first word's so long that it's ejaculating itself out of the perimeter of what the box allows. In case you missed it, that's
Randomityfrestobihepticalapticalapticalaptipenguinpencilguinsoundslikegwinalso.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, here's a super big FUCK YOU to you!!!
FUCK YOU!!!

So yesterday, the devil came out of his room 666 and knocked on my room door, 667.

So I opened the door and the devil was like, "Dude, can I borrow some salt?"
And I was like, "Hahaha, tears of suffering, pain, and lost hopes not salty enough for you?"
And the devil was like "Hahaha whou whou whou! I just came to get salt dude."
And I was like, "Hahaha okay okay chill bro/sis, gimme a min man."
And the devil was like "Sure. (shows a polite smile)"

So I went to the kitchen and took about 5 tablespoons of salt and put it into a mini tupperwear, came back out to my front door and handed it over.

"Here you go! I hope it's enough. =)"
"Yeah it is, cheers mate!"


I feel like shit, and I know I'll probably not have a peace of mine for quite awhile,
and therefore,
I imagine peace.



Side Note: And fuuuuuucccckkkkkk, after 2 fucking years of owning this blog, I took a look at the picture again. "667 - next door to devil"
Alamak what kind of fucking broken english is that!!!
It's THE devil!
not fierce already la buto.