forming halos of needles
with your wings of veins
I steal my cable from my upstairs neighbors. Don't look at me like I did something wrong, it was already like that when I moved in. As far as I know, it's a victimless crime. Like prostitution, or panda smuggling, or putting squirrels down your pants for the purposes of gambling.
Anyway, I only get the basic channels. I'd love to get premium channels and DVR and On Demand and stuff like that, but right now I'm getting cable for free. And that's a really hard sell to beat.
Updated 06-12-2010 at 09:11 PM by Philip Roland
First off, WHY WOULD YOU CLICK ON A TITLE LIKE THAT.
Second: this is why I hate America a whole lot sometimes.
Here's a question: At what age does a child realize that you're cursing at them?
I realize that it varies from child to child, but if I could just get some numbers in the ballpark, that could save me a lot of trouble in the future.
I hate kids. I really do. They're loud, they're smelly, they're stupid, they're rude, and they don't give a shit about how loud and smelly and stupid and rude they are. They don't. Ever find yourself in a public place and there's a child who
In this day 'n age, it seems like there is far more that I'd like to read than I could ever possibly hope to have the time for. Just today at work, I got to thinking momentarily about that Twilight Zone episode, "Time Enough At Last."
Back in high school, I used to read all the time, and had plenty of time FOR it. I could catch a few minutes here and there between class periods, during a study hall, or after an exam or whatever. Then there was that
Updated 06-11-2010 at 11:08 PM by Walt Kneeland