*sign* You guys should get banned for flaming me like that. HAPPY?!?!? I wrote correctly this time! But guess what, A'yo, I can careless what you guys think 'bout my typin' 'cause I'm the coolest one on the site be far ya' heard me!![]()
*sign* You guys should get banned for flaming me like that. HAPPY?!?!? I wrote correctly this time! But guess what, A'yo, I can careless what you guys think 'bout my typin' 'cause I'm the coolest one on the site be far ya' heard me!![]()
How old do you have to be in order to be recognized as a woman instead of a girl?
People should where bigass signs around their necks stating their real age. Like a lecherous 100-year-old would really be 19.
Nope. Rufinol uhihihihihihihihihihiwoiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii . . . sorry! Landed on the keyboard again.
You're just dancing.
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Obviously it's his intention to stick out like a raggedy-ass sore thumb.
What's up with these damn liars popping up all over the internet?
Besides, you're brains obviously aren't very valuable. Look at how many chicks get pregnant before even finishing high school. And don't hand me in any meaningless bullskyt like the percentages are dropping. I don't care. Most girls pregnant out of high school are that way because they weren't thinking. The other side of it are victims of evil guys.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
god is a dick we should kill it
I like chocolate!! No matter what flavor you get, you can always taste the broken dreams!
~Dead people should stay dead, otherwise whats the point of killing them???