I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I love the way I hate you.
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Originally posted by cmsMasterCrap, I should have read that before I posted it. Let me get rid of that last sentence real quick....
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even w ...[text shortened]... n't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
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do not like Green Eggs and Ham
I do not like them
Sam, I am
I do not like them here or there
I do not like them anywhere
I do not like them in a boat
I would not, could not, with a goat
I will not eat them in the rain
I do not like them on a train
I do not like them in a box
I will not eat them with a fox
I do not like them in a house
I would not, could not, with a mouse
I do not like Green Eggs and Ham
I do not like them
Sam, I am
Green Eggs and Ham
Green Eggs and Ham
Don't like Green Eggs and Ham
Originally posted by mokkoHahahaha, classic, I like that. Rec.
do not like Green Eggs and Ham
I do not like them
Sam, I am
I do not like them here or there
I do not like them anywhere
I do not like them in a boat
I would not, could not, with a goat
I will not eat them in the rain
I do not like them on a train
I do not like them in a box
I will not eat them with a fox
I do not like them in a house
I would ...[text shortened]... t like them
Sam, I am
Green Eggs and Ham
Green Eggs and Ham
Don't like Green Eggs and Ham
Originally posted by cmsMaster*breaks into tears*
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even w ...[text shortened]... and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I love the way I hate you.
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a effing big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the eff you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarassment to the selfish, effed up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
Originally posted by XanthosNZI chose not to chose Life.
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a effing big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the eff you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Ch ...[text shortened]... place yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
I chose something else.
Originally posted by XanthosNZImpressive, I wish I could tell you where it's from. And to spite Palynka, I'll wreck it.
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a effing big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers...choose DIY and wondering who the eff you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Ch ...[text shortened]... place yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?