Sometimes you just have an empty feeling inside. Know what I mean? But I think there is a way for YOU PERSONALLY to save me from that awful fate. I think that my life would be fulfilled, joyous, and complete if y’all would leave me more comments! Come on, whip out that keyboard and type away! I know you’re reading this and I want to hear what you think! It doesn’t even have to be related to the post you’re reading!!
Here are some topics for conversation, if you’re having trouble coming up with anything. Discuss.
- Brazil and 1984
- Should I keep running if I have a stress fracture?
- Snakes on a plane
- Chocolate chip vs. oatmeal raisin
- Elvis Costello’s “Alison”
If this makes no sense it’s because I’ve been working at a computer for nearly 16 hours now and can’t even see straight anymore. If it doesn’t make sense, leave me a comment about that!
i don’t know if i am qualified to comment on the other things, but i know one thing: i am sick and tired of these mother fuckin’ snakes on this mother fuckin’ plane.
You know what I’m sick of? Motherfuckin’ hair gel and shampoo on motherfuckin’ planes! It’s high time they banned all that motherfuckin’ dippity do!
The ultimate weapon of terror: a bottle of shampoo filled with snakes. the infidels will tremble with fear!
chocolate chip rocks
oatmeal raisin sucks
K sez:
It has always bothered me that “Alison” has only one ‘l’.
Thank you, that is al.