Short reviews of pretty much whatever. Finally, you can discover if Frosted Flakes Gold has more social worth than Illmatic or Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Peope who talk on their cell phones in the Library
Shut the fuck up. Can't you see I'm trying to write? My thoughts are way more important than where you and your stupid boyfriend and your stupid friends want to go eat. Your happiness is last, mine first.
Rating: go-and-die%
5 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Good, it's not just me who is pissed by fucking cell phone talkers.
I keep wishing that someone would invent a device that could send a eardrum busting tone to all active cell phones within, say, fifty yards. I would not hesitate to use it.
5 comments:
Good, it's not just me who is pissed by fucking cell phone talkers.
I keep wishing that someone would invent a device that could send a eardrum busting tone to all active cell phones within, say, fifty yards. I would not hesitate to use it.
wait i missed the story where does she want to eat? is it okay with her boyfreind?
oh yea and whose also pissed--im so confusde
North American women are nothin' if not well-fed.
(Said the fat guy).
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