Ylith Chaoscaster

uuuuuu boys... getting down and dirty.... and I don't know about the amoebas, but flowers do fall in love... you know, they call the bee when they do...

aha... I get it now, too... chicken pox are more dangerous the older the person is, as much as I know... something with attacking the nervous system, disrupting something... I don't know. I had chicken pox as a kid, it was itchy, and it was summer, and I had to stay out of the sun.

You mean belly-button, not belly-bottom! :lol:

How come you guys love big bottoms? I always thought all men like skinny model types... seems to me women are forcing anorexia, not men. oh, I'm so smart this morning. More coffee.

thanks Incs.

I hope to be able to go to work tomorrow.

 

Glad you're fine kinki.

 

Ylith - you worry me sometimes.

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Why? Don't worry, be happy...

It's 6:30 am, and I'm hungry. The sun just started to lick the windows on the skyscraper across of my office. Lunch is in four hours. More coffee.

Man, if only I didn't have to work. It would be great if the government decided to give us pension before work... and then, somewhere arround 35 - 40 years old, we start to work... when we get the worms out of our ass...

I bet I would be much more productive and creative at work if I didn't have to spend all my creativity on managing tonight's concert of ''Septica'' and working tomorrow morning... or thinking how am I going to include my brothers wedding, Viva la Pola! summer rock festival, EXIT festival in Novi Sad, state chmpionship in darts, biker festivals and everything else that comes arround, in only 20 days I have for vacation this year... hm... bummer...

Arabs.

Oh shit. I only have bad news. Nothing nice happens to me. I'll try to avoid this thread. Or post in it only when I'm high. Or wearing pink sunglasses.

That's life. I'm really sorry for him, he was a great young man, but life goes on. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do (whatever that means)

Life's a whore and I'm sick of fucking with her. One minute you're here, next... singing with the angels. It's a good thing we don't know when and where we're going to die, cause we would never go there. Is it better to die or to live like a vegetable?

My 22 year old coworker left his brains on the road saturday night. 130 km/h through the town, a huge Kawasaki bike... the car he ran into drove over his head... helmet broke. He was alive the whole night and day after it. He died yesterday at 22 pm. He was young, smart... And now he's dead.

When you read stuff like this in the papers, you're sorry, sure, but knowing the person changes everything...

Jesus, he drove me on that bike. We smoked pot together sometimes. I loved flirting with him... Gone. :icon_frown:

...your parents start to make sense...

...on saturday night out you're affraid to look at guys 'cause you know you could end up in jail for child molesting...

No, they really are shit.

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Disagree. Strongly.

Or the other way arround. 

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No, he was right the first time. Christ, I hate the Doors.

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No, vice versa. I love the Doors. Especially Huxley's.

Hey, can you recomend some good movies? Please... now? :unsure:

Yeah, no one should sully a Blondie track with that Doors bollocks.

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Or the other way arround.

in honour of the Debbie Harry thread, I want to shar ewith you the joy that is the Doors vs Blondie mash-up called "Rapture Riders"

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Hate it. Blasphemy.

"I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,I'm fucked up,yeah baby, yeay babay oh babay babay bay BBEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

 

The wner of the compnay said "wednestday night racings, felllas" so we din't eat lunch today. So we could finishone one  hlf horu early at finsih we jump on yacht.yacht.

 

We sailed down the harbour,

We drank beerswe chewed chippes no lunch beer break something in my head guys.,

 

I think story is beuond me tongiht good night from favorite soft toy.

 

got sunbutn

read again, . read twice, wrote once, too bad then, so sorry yes.

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Sooo drunk...

You read Harry Potter!

oh, it's friday... afternoon on couch with movies and pot and cockta and a friend... and sleep... sleep... I'll sleep till monday...

Yes, Peko is one just like your rabbit, only he is orange-brown... ups... I didn't mention he is stuffed... um... he still sleeps with me, is in rather good shape, considering his age...

Yeah, you have to protect yourself from getting hurt again by her. Things can get messy down that road if it's going to end up as one of those, "I love you, but we can't be together! Except, next week, we will be again!"

 

Being just friends with someone you love but your relationship is over can be very hard and heartbreaking. I've never managed to do it.

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Strongly agree.

And another thing... I will brake my heart, step on it, jump on it, tear it apart, but I will let noone else to do that to me.

I had a bunny rabbit named Peko. And a dog named Švrćo. And a huge grandmother's back yard with a creek and a little forest... no time for toys, all that exploring to do... Later on I had a creepy little puppet named Emilio. He still sleeps with me. Now I have two spiders, Sebastian and Baltazar. Funny, I really can't think of any toys. Probably 'cause non of them survived for more than two weeks. I had a nack for braking things. :rolleyes:

I wanted to say something smart on the subject... but nothing smart comes to my mind. If anyone tried to pressure me to do anything I didn't feel like... hm... a blow job... sure... I'd bite his head off (not the one on the shoulders)...

And as for beauty & brains, Christian, that's impossible. The universe as we know it would collapse. :cool:

Didn't your mum tell you your arm will die if you do THAT too much? :rolleyes:

If I close my eyes, and wish strong enough, do you think I'll appear there..? I didn't think so either... lucky b..ugger..

Sretan rođendan, Shawn!