The awesome song playing is by the most lovely Anika DeRaad, Jason Sawatski, and Phil Fredrikson about our Seattle Roadtrip-August 19, 2006
I HATE SOME PEOPLE! ok what is wrong with some people?!? They totally take people's words and twist them into something your NOT even implying! Then they have this temper tantrum and just leave you hanging not even being able to explain what I was REALLY trying to say!!!! Like what their problem?! AHHHH!! And when you were trying to talk they just cut you off then blame all the stuff on you!! Stupid Guy!
posted by Kaila at 3:33 PM
Very well, where should I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. A sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical; summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. If I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.
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I hate people too.
3:07 PM
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