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BOOM BOOM AKALAKKALAKKA BOOM
My daddy's in a coma.
Jul 07
“Is this the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen? PROBABLY.” (via amilniazi) IT THINKS IT’S PEOPLE! NOTHING gets better than animals on their hind legs. WATCH OUT FOR THAT SUNBURN LADY PUGSINGTON!
Jul 06
OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I HATE THE GYM
- Me: OH, wait, HI - um.. crap.. I think I lost my locker key. Shit, I had it like two seconds ago
- Gym manager: I'll go check the locker room, you look around the gym
- Me: Um, no - that doesn't make sense I JUST unlocked my locker, got my stuff and walked over here. There's no way I lost it, in like, TWENTY STEPS.
- Gym Manager: Oh, ah OK. Well i'll go look anyway.
- *I search around all the equipment, dumbfounded as I KNOW I had the key in my hand two seconds ago*
- Gym Manager: The locker rooms are empty, bud
- Me: WHAT? That's IMPOSSIBLE?? *Begins to re-enact scene*: I UNLOCKED THE LOCKER, PUT MY JACKET ON...*As I take the jacket off, to dramatically put back on, the key drops from my stomach area and falls on the floor*
- Manager, staring at the floor, barely hiding a huge fucking grin: YAAAAAAAAY
- Me: ...... yaaaaaaaay.
- Manager: bye Marshall
- Me: Yeah ok, ah. I. .... bye
‘2Cold2Gym: The Beef Lasagne Story’ - Starring Roseanne Barr as ‘Marshall Lorenzo’
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This is Caragh. Caragh understands the importance of Dame Elizabeth Taylors existence. Do you understand the importance of Dame Elizabeth Taylors existence? I suspect not. Please see here, but mostly here (The second video teaches you how to say the word ‘marriage’ in ANY given context). You can thank us later. UPDATE: Now i’m gonna howl.
Jul 04
This movie…
…will always remind me that…
she is the most faggot
Current mood: Mad. Taking it out on bank out. So I fucking bought this jacket. Right on.
Jul 03
“ PERIODIN’, Y’ALL. GONNA WRITE A BOOK ABOUT IT SOMEDAY, PROBABLY. TITLED “SOMETIMES WHEN YOU GET YOUR PERIOD YOU CRY ABOUT THINGS LIKE CAVIER. BABY FISH. OH GOD, NO.
— Caragh I would read this! Right after reading ‘Urban Fervor’ or ‘A Dog Took My Face And Gave Me A Better Face To Change The World: The Celeste Cunningham Story’
Wait, why DON’T I have many gay friends?
Well, any close gay friends. I know a lot of gay guys that I would maybe call friends, but I’m not really close to them. My best friend is gay, but he moved to Sydney and my other close gay friend moved to Wellington. It kinda sucks. I’ve always wondered though – is it just as hard to be good friends with gay guys as it is to be friends with straight guys? I mean, that whole cliché of a str8 guy worrying about his gay mate crushing on him. I’d say it’s legit, I mean it’s the same dealio with guys and girls right? Impossible to be friends without the sexual tension? Typically the gay solution is to just get the sex part over and done with straight away. But I don’t want to do that – I just wanna meet some sweet dudes, gay or straight that I can hang with. Maybe it’s just this city – I mean, I’ve met my fair share of trashy faggots, there HAS to be some good ones. And str8 guys too – BREAK THE MOULD. I promise I won’t fall in love with you or your Bloc Party. *Sigh*. You guys seem sweet though, internet friends! (internet friends = oxymoron?) *Sigh part deux*
I will never have a gay dude in my life comparable to Rich from Pot Psychology and that makes me so sad. I feel like it’s my duty as a single, white female from the Northeast to have a really great gay dude around, but I don’t. And that’s the saddest. Short answer? Yes. Long answer? Yeeeeeeeesssssss.”
I don’t have many gay friends. Mostly because NONE of them are as good as this dude. SOLUTION? Hunt out awesome bitches like this, and therein lies the hiding place of Rich and Rich-esque Golmies (Gay holmies)? IT’S POSSIBLE. Ladies put your hands up - do you have a friend like this? If so caaaaaaaall me. Let’s get high.
