forgive me im doing a bit of creative writing!!!!
forgive me im doing a bit of creative writing!!!!
Last edited by greens117; 25th August 2012 at 03:06 AM.
I STINK GET OVER IT !
Okay sitting here im realizing i may have a problem , not just drinking copious amounts of beer to even create such a thread !
But to find the need to argue , the missus has gone to bed the music has faded a i cant be arsed to even find another song , so im thinking to myself why the fuck am i still up late typing this now boring myself to death reading , i done it again well you cant see that but i just done spell check for the twentieths time today ! fuckoff ! i can speel just not to a way that makes me want to check everything, all the time ,anyway after today's briefing with my contact i really cant be arsed with the fucking bali heat and humidity, cant every fucking sleaze bag stop smelling of a dirty old onion and wet wipes ?.,jesus im only after a fucking plant,well not just any plant a two good wanker name ryan his work covers the most easy readable person you would meet the like that you would not take home to mother dearset, his armpits smeel like a third rate football pie on redudced day , its that bad !if bo smelt of oniions this cunt had one up his arse!
I STINK GET OVER IT !
After tonight's meal my contact was very sure of herself, her links with her brothers terrorist organization in Britain where coming along!, after the roasted goat meal Mia " well that's whats she called herself!, whilst zipping in and out of the street," come on draa" let yourself go after tonight we will be dancing in the stars"! the moon was bright that night, if you looked closely you could see what looked like the dust!
so i chased after her footsteps stumbling after her, slowly stopping to where she had stopped on bruton street a quaint little cafe, with old men and women wide eyed looking at the menu in the restaurant light ,trying to find a morsel to eat before the shutters went down before the restaurant shut its doors!, Mia her name ! was sitting cosy on ther corner tentivliy looking at the Cocktail menu, so i pulled a seat next to her "funny how this will end" Mia ?
Last edited by greens117; 25th August 2012 at 03:12 AM.
I STINK GET OVER IT !
Looking at the glass in front of me was what looked like a metallic room that i cant workout, it seems frosted by looking at it, looking around i come to terms with my body not moving when my eyes do, what is this place?, i just delivered a pizza to? the cryogenic lab!, what kind of joke is this ?
then all of a sudden i hear a rush of what seems like air but i cant feel anything unless my eyeball felt it it ?
after what seemed to be a while well about twenty eyelid flickers, the pod both opend and a warm gush of air enterd just like stepping off a plane for the first time you landed on holiday!
well this doesn't feel like a plane and its certainly doesn't feel like a holiday!, as soon as the booth opened i could start to feel pain, not the blinking of my eye but real pain the pain you feel when you have sunburn and no matter what you do its still there!
I STINK GET OVER IT !
you been having an argument with yourself mate, what was you drinking? wife beater?
i cant even decifer the code, must have been strong stuff
Hi
take it to paltalk insult rooms, somebody give u one there no problem.
LS
Dear Lord, please grant me the ability to punch people in the face over Standard TCP/IP
Jesus christ what a load of shit I was spouting
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I STINK GET OVER IT !
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