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 Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:33 pm
Waynebrizzle Decavolty Waynebrizzle Today has not been the best day ever. Mr. Sun came out and he smiled at me. Said it's gonna be a good one just wait and see! Jumped out of bed and I ran outside feeling so extra exstatified! It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) I'm so busy got nothing to do, spent the last two hours just tying my shoe. Every flower every grain of sand, is reaching out to shake my hand. It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) Sometimes the little things start closing in on me, when I'm feeling down I wanna lose that frown I stick my head out the window and look around. Those clouds don't scare me they can't disguise, this magic that's happening right before my eyes. Soon Mr. Moon will be shining bright so the best day ever will last all night. Yes the Best day ever's gonna last all night now. It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) It's the Best day ever (Best day ever) It's the Best day ever! (Best day ever) It's the Best day ever (Best day ever) (Best day ever) (Best day...)  You now cant unsee emo spongebob singing that song
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:34 pm
Kuzodav Le Chapeau Meta_Fish I don't believe I've ever just made out.
Am I seriously the only one who has? -_-
Not everything leads to sex.
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Or maybe I just give up half way through.
Penisface;;
You betcha bby.
Oh, you meant leading to sex? I just meant making out. <_< Nothing's ever lead to seckz w/me.
Oh, no.
Yeah, now I kind of feel in the middle xD
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:35 pm
It's time for me to b***h about my day too. I had to go work at nine (I haven't gone to sleep before four in the morning in over a week), and I got to sleep at four (lol). So I get up and call the guy I'm supposed to go do some odd jobs for and he wants me to finish getting the stain off of his deck. He tells me the part he wants me to work on, and I did that part already. Granted it doesn't look great, but I was working with the chemical he gave me. So I get there and he's not there; he's at a bunch of meetings since he owns a business and whatnot, but his wife is and she basically tells me the same exact thing he told me to do. Then when I'm done to put a tarp over it because the deck needs to try for 48 hours before it can be restained, and it's supposed to rain the next two days. Then she leaves.
Putting a tarp on it doesn't make sense to me because water is still going to get in there, and wouldn't the moisture and water just evaporate into the tarp and go back down? I call the guy, he's in a meeting, he'll call me right back. Half an hour later he still hasn't so I say "******** it" and leave. I get home, mow my own lawn (because my grandmother was going to start dry heaving on my face if I didn't because she's an insane old b***h), come to my room and relax for a minute, tired out of my mind. After mowing he gives me a call and says that the tarp thing makes sense and that it's fine. Blah blah blah thanks for doing that today whatever. I take a shower and sit down to my computer to relax and the guy I work for has left me a voicemail. He wants me to come back over to mow his lawn.
I'm still ******** dripping wet. It hasn't been half an ******** it hasn't been a whole ten minutes since his last call. Why didn't he just ask me before? I just didn't call him back and I went to sleep.
The end. Cool story bro.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:37 pm
Waynebrizzle Meta_Fish Waynebrizzle Today has not been the best day ever. What's up, Waynebee? The power went out a few hours ago. As I was trying to take a nap even. I'm REALLY uncomfortable in a hot room with no fan OR AC. s**t, plus the sickness? Gay. We haven't had the A/C on yet. I have to carry our huge-a** air conditioners to our rooms and "install" them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:38 pm
You forgot the part with the VGD.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:39 pm
Meta_Fish I'm still ******** dripping wet. This is all I saw when I just glanced at it. I never knew this sentence could be so much more interesting out of context. xd
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:39 pm
AND I DIDN'T GET PAID scream
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:40 pm
I forgot what I was gonna say.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Wantcookie Meta_Fish I'm still ******** dripping wet. This is all I saw when I just glanced at it. I never knew this sentence could be so much more interesting out of context. xd As I wrote it I realized a few things that could be taken the wrong way. razz
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Meta_Fish It's time for me to b***h about my day too. I had to go work at nine (I haven't gone to sleep before four in the morning in over a week), and I got to sleep at four (lol). So I get up and call the guy I'm supposed to go do some odd jobs for and he wants me to finish getting the stain off of his deck. He tells me the part he wants me to work on, and I did that part already. Granted it doesn't look great, but I was working with the chemical he gave me. So I get there and he's not there; he's at a bunch of meetings since he owns a business and whatnot, but his wife is and she basically tells me the same exact thing he told me to do. Then when I'm done to put a tarp over it because the deck needs to try for 48 hours before it can be restained, and it's supposed to rain the next two days. Then she leaves. Putting a tarp on it doesn't make sense to me because water is still going to get in there, and wouldn't the moisture and water just evaporate into the tarp and go back down? I call the guy, he's in a meeting, he'll call me right back. Half an hour later he still hasn't so I say "******** it" and leave. I get home, mow my own lawn (because my grandmother was going to start dry heaving on my face if I didn't because she's an insane old b***h), come to my room and relax for a minute, tired out of my mind. After mowing he gives me a call and says that the tarp thing makes sense and that it's fine. Blah blah blah thanks for doing that today whatever. I take a shower and sit down to my computer to relax and the guy I work for has left me a voicemail. He wants me to come back over to mow his lawn. I'm still ******** dripping wet. It hasn't been half an ******** it hasn't been a whole ten minutes since his last call. Why didn't he just ask me before? I just didn't call him back and I went to sleep. The end. Cool story bro. Mr. Twitty has always been known for being on the ball.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Meta_Fish Then when I'm done to put a tarp over it because the deck needs to try for 48 hours before it can be restained, and it's supposed to rain the next two days. Sometimes trying is the only thing we can do
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:40 pm
Meta_Fish AND I DIDN'T GET PAID scream Wait, why?
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:41 pm
Kuzodav Meta_Fish It's time for me to b***h about my day too. I had to go work at nine (I haven't gone to sleep before four in the morning in over a week), and I got to sleep at four (lol). So I get up and call the guy I'm supposed to go do some odd jobs for and he wants me to finish getting the stain off of his deck. He tells me the part he wants me to work on, and I did that part already. Granted it doesn't look great, but I was working with the chemical he gave me. So I get there and he's not there; he's at a bunch of meetings since he owns a business and whatnot, but his wife is and she basically tells me the same exact thing he told me to do. Then when I'm done to put a tarp over it because the deck needs to try for 48 hours before it can be restained, and it's supposed to rain the next two days. Then she leaves. Putting a tarp on it doesn't make sense to me because water is still going to get in there, and wouldn't the moisture and water just evaporate into the tarp and go back down? I call the guy, he's in a meeting, he'll call me right back. Half an hour later he still hasn't so I say "******** it" and leave. I get home, mow my own lawn (because my grandmother was going to start dry heaving on my face if I didn't because she's an insane old b***h), come to my room and relax for a minute, tired out of my mind. After mowing he gives me a call and says that the tarp thing makes sense and that it's fine. Blah blah blah thanks for doing that today whatever. I take a shower and sit down to my computer to relax and the guy I work for has left me a voicemail. He wants me to come back over to mow his lawn. I'm still ******** dripping wet. It hasn't been half an ******** it hasn't been a whole ten minutes since his last call. Why didn't he just ask me before? I just didn't call him back and I went to sleep. The end. Cool story bro. Mr. Twitty has always been known for being on the ball. That kind of made my day. xd
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:41 pm
Meta_Fish AND I DIDN'T GET PAID scream Ouch. you get my all apologies.
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