Like I said in another thread,
Originally Posted by Sagensyg
Like I said in another thread,
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I wouldn't really be that insulted in that kind of a situation. If I had a FOA, and she said to me, "You aren't good at drinking tea", then I wouldn't mind, because I don't pride myself on how well I do with aristocrats. That's not really what I look for in a FOA.
But maybe that has something to do with my being poor...
Hmmm
Iced tea isnt too bad I guess. Any other tea? No...
Now to the topic. Foa obviously is jealous that you get tea and she doesnt, so maybe offer her some tea.
All foas a emotional psychos. They're all the same. You have to lie to them constantly or they'll burst into flames.
I wish I had a foa....
It's a pity I dislike tea and coffee and orginally thought she meant tea as in the meal of teatime, but alas, food was not to be.
I don't need a foa. I have my own hand, and I sit on it until it's numb and... er... I mean, I totally sex them up unemotionally, and then leave them. I'm totally a internet cruisin' heart breaker. Really. Who needs a foa? I'm too good for one.
You've broken the heart of many a bunk sock.I don't need a foa. I have my own hand, and I sit on it until it's numb and... er... I mean, I totally sex them up unemotionally, and then leave them. I'm totally a internet cruisin' heart breaker. Really. Who needs a foa? I'm too good for one.
I've noticed something about foa. She's a keen women's rugby player, and after every game she has a hefty drink from her sports bottle thingy, and then drives home on her motorbike. Now, she often drives along a cliff face. It's a dangerous road and there's only a flimsy guardrail. What I propose you do is get a concentrated solution of Triazolam inside of a syringe. Watch the game from the touchlines, where foa's bag is located, and when nobody is looking, grab the plastic drinks bottle thing, and inject it with the Triazolam solution. On her ride home, she'll begin to lose consciousness, and eventually drive right off the cliffside and die.
Then you celebrate the perfect murder.
You have a lot of perfect murders in your head.
Stupid GTA.
Diagnosis Murder, actually.
Someone's been watching to many episodes of Monk.
I like Monk more than Murder, She Wrote, but the Father Dowling Mysteries are superior to both.
We watched the first movie/episode of Monk yesterday in my Psychology class. Brought back memories.
The perfect murder is one done without doing it, because there would be no traces to figure out.
But, then, you haven't murdered anybody, and that's no fun.
Or you could jab em with a knife and call it a day.
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