So today after my brother bust into the room I am in at full sprint and trips over my “blended in” form which was lying on the floor he not only fell on his ass he also took a chair with him. This is the text conversation that ensued the event:
Bobby: All that just cause you couldnt bring me ooooooome fucking barbeque sauce
Me: lmao sorry
Bobby: Whatever its fine
Me:I cant stop fucking laughing Im crying holy shit
Me: u just fell so gracefully
Bobby: My dick. why weren’t you sitting on the chair i took down, fucktard?? God Im gonna remember this
Me: Im sorry bro i even stuck up my hands so u would notice me y were u running?
Bobby: CAUSE I WAS COOKING?? Shit man my eyes didnt get a chance to adjust
Me: oh well if u woulda told me u were cooking i woulda brought u the bbq sauce
Bobby: Next time i come in Im going to come in stomping so you better be the fuck of the floor
Needless to say i am still laughing as i type this >.<
I fucking hate that I’m actually laughing at this too. It all happened so fast hahaha.
yet, i’ve gone a few weeks with my hands in their natural state! i dont like it!….my dad always tells me to take care of my nails when they’re chipped because guys notice that stuff. and i think he’s right! so why don’t i do anything about it…………….
DO SOMETHING, DAMNIT. Chipped/bitten nails on girls bugs me. Makes them look grimy. But that’s just my opinion.
why do you care so much, it’s just one persons opinion forget about it and think about yourself. why do you have to talk shit about it when you can keep your opinions to yourself. if your just going to say shit about it then just keep it to yourself cause no one cares.
Seriously? You’re the buffoon attempting to state your opinion on something and yet you’re going about telling people to keep their mouths shut when they themselves are attempting to voice their opinion? Yeah, that’s a good place to start. It’s called respect.