Thursday, 3 April 2008

I am Old

This Blog has a foreword written by somebody else. Well, four words. Similar.

Gentry. Dystopia. Cauliflower. Galavant.

I don't know what to write. I was happy this week, but now I'm a bit off, because somebody keeps telling me what to do with my life and that I should move cities and talk with english people that I don't like because they are arrogant fucks that I would rather push down stairs than talk to

2 comments:

  1. We are not old!
    We will do what we want to!
    We will not push people down stairs, it's not nice!
    We will not hang out with arrogant fucks, their entertainment value is usually incredibly low.

    People telling you what to do can be ver frustrating, but if it's any comfort, it's almost equally frustrating to have to figure out everything on your own.

    On a long enough time-line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. :) Luckily.

    love&happiness

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  2. Well as old as you are, always remember that I am at least a month older than you.

    So if you are old, I am older.

    How thoroughly depressing.

    Oh and feel free to push people down the stairs, especially the disableds because they get really angry, but they can't chase after you...

    Oooh... controversial...

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