yeah whats shakin motherfuckers? I really hate hipsters. and i dont even like to dislike people but for some reason I have something against these whiny little bastards that dont know how to smile and take themselves wayyyyy too seriously and wear wayyyy too tight jeans and just think they are hot shit for no good reason other than that they are fancy shmancy artist types that mostly live in williamsburg. see my recent post in the random photos thread. I feel bad for this hatred, but you can’t like everyone, eh? I just dont know what to with unfriendly people, they make me nervous. i dont know why i just wrote all this, it had to go somewhere. im actually having a decent evening, even though I just cleaned the disaster area kitchen in my house, oh well. have a happy week everyone!
my band sucks.
^HAHAHAHA!!
so…um…i guess i wont be going to see you tools!
just kidding…i guess i’ll still go…but i wont like it.
::deletes the thread because it’s off topic::
anyone ever had a banana and peanut butter sandwich?
what a weird combination.
^ARE YOU KIDDING?!
have you tried it?
shit, man…it may be one of the best things ever…try throwing it in a pan to brown it up a bit…dip it in honey.
holy crap…i wish i had bananas.
^ And blow!
^yeah…blow on it to cool it down.
hot peanut butter can turn into a napalm-like nightmare…minus the flames.
^lol, well, I didn’t say I didn’t like it!
I used to like them as a kid, but peanut butter tends to bog me down nowadays.
Hey, better not be knockin pb&b sandwiches. My dear ole Dad, gerd bless his soul, used to eat one a couple of times a week, usually after a dinner he didn’t like. It was a passive aggressive hint to my mom that her dinner sucked and that he was still hungry.
Damn I used to hate watching my parents interact when I was a kid. They always seemed so belligerent toward one another, and it hurt and confused me a lot. Little did I know the nature of their mode of communication and how much they actually loved one another. They were married 64 years until dad passed. She’s still alive and kicking and is pissed at him for dying first, and says she’ll never forgive him for that.
Parents, gotta love em because hatin’ em will just consume too much of your time.
had myself one not but the other day
You Americans and your peanut butter. Don’t get me wrong, I do like it but I just love the fact that you are crazy about it.
you brits and your lack of ice!
Lack of ice eh?
You Brits and yer…jammie dodgers!
^^when i went to europe (not england though…thank god) it was like pulling teeth trying to get more than 2 cubes of ice at a restaurant.
what the fuck, europe?
seriously!
god!
Well maybe you like your drinks too cold.
oh so its my fault the bastards dont supply enough ice?
the customer is always right, ian.
the guy that uses the “customer is always right” motto is usually a dingus to begin with.
no offense or anything, thomothy.