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[QUOTE="MarkFuckingRichards:503100"]Yeti said:[QUOTE]MarkFuckingRichards said:[QUOTE]Anthony nli said:[QUOTE]People who don't know how to walk on crowded sidewalks, or on any sidewalk, path, whatever.... Stay to your right, you half-retarded goons! It's not that fucking hard![/QUOTE] i also get annoyed when it looks like the person walking towards you in the same path is going to walk into you, so you have no choice but to move to the left, and they do the same, and it keeps happening for like 2 minutes. so awkward. [/QUOTE] HA that is one of the most awkward things that can happen between 2 strangers. i take the train into work, and that happens so many times.[/QUOTE] yeah i used to be plagued by taking 2 different trains 2 times a day when i went to school in boston, so i feel your pain. some more awkward moments riding the train: -having an old, dirty asian lady fall asleep next to me and slowly drop her head onto my shoulder. -people with mental disorders; i was on the train during rush hour with a guy who sounded EXACTLY like cleveland from family guy who repeated everything that was said on the loudspeaker. a retarded homeless man looming into me slowly to say "always a banana, little asian girl. always a banana." i think i saw the devil that day. -being in a crowded train when the power goes out, and in a tunnel. complete darkness, no service on your phone if an emergency happens, and complete paranoia of someone touching you or stealing your shit. -being in a crowded train when you have to blast some hershey out your backside. that day was INTENSE! it was like 8 degrees out, and i had just walked a mile to the train station. the second i got on, i felt something a'brewin down below and had to hold it in for over an hour. then when i got off the train to go to school, a bunch of friends just had to start talking to me. i just ran like hell and turned the bathroom into a scaled version of the bombing of pearl harbor, only brown. back to hating people: i went to mass. art for 2 years, so i had to deal with aaalll the art fags. they over-analyzed everything, never took showers, the girls never shaved their pits and they always tried to act overly eccentric. one day i gave some of the art fags in one of my classes a test. we had to execute color theory in a piece of our choice, no matter what the concept or subject matter. i just made an abstract piece with a bunch of color fields intertwining with one another. at the critique, they were all expressing their ridiculous views on what each piece meant. they had a lot to say about mine, and when i said, "this piece has no meaning whatsoever. i just wanted to see what sort of retarded explanations you guys would come up with," they tried even harder to find meaning. thank god those days are over.[/QUOTE]
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