I can't think of a recent example :aimangel:
I can't think of a recent example :aimangel:
I use public toilets and I piss on the seatI walk around in the summertime sayin "how about this heat"
I am so awful to the extent that I refuse to share anything.![]()
My friend and I like to trawl websites for things to laugh at. Such as DevArt. Laughing at people's attempts at drawing makes me feel bad, but then I look at the picture again and continue to laugh. We have spent hours refreshing that front page of DevArt, playing the "Who can find the worst drawing?" game.
I embrace the bad person in me. :3
I make fun of every single band and everyone's taste in music.
I love to point out how everyone else is wrong and never explain why I'm right. So, basically, I could run for this years presidency with ease.
Eyyyyyyyyyyyyy
At the age of 6, I lit a fire that consumed two two-story apartments and caused my brother's asphyxiation.
From 12 to 22, I had been obsessed with my cousin and then I told her and asked her to kiss me.
When I was seventeen, I was visiting my cousins and playing with them outside and their own eight-year-old cousin sat in my lap at one point and I started to have "feelings" and held onto her for a second but then I pushed her aside and walked away. When my parents and I got home that night, I told them what happened and that I felt like a monster.
From the age of thirteen to now, I mostly contemplate violence as a solution to all problems. People often find themselves rooting for a hero who realizes that sometimes the bad guy needs to die. I realize that such people aren't actually heroes, they're just people who are doing what is necessary. When I consider how I was raised as a Catholic and then a Christian, I've become very cynical and more or less unforgiving of people for the troutty things they do.
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.
What the f, hold me.![]()
What the hell
....Oh my
uhmm, someone want to try and top that?
Eyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I feel pretty bad if I don't recycle. Wasting food tears me up inside especially because I know in about 40 minutes I'll be hungry again. Littering kills me but I've had to do it on occasion.