In sports like basketball, where size matters immensely, I've learned to play rough (not dirty, but just rough) as that's really the only way I'll be able to compete with most of the people I have to play against. I'm usually horribly under-sized, so it's annoying when I play with bitches who try to call a "foul" on every play in pick-up.
I yell obscenities often during a basketball game. I don't really know how I picked it up, as I never used to yell "f*ck" after every shot I missed, but now I do...
I yell obscenities often during a basketball game. I don't really know how I picked it up, as I never used to yell "f*ck" after every shot I missed, but now I do...
I yell obscenities often during a basketball game. I don't really know how I picked it up, as I never used to yell "f*ck" after every shot I missed, but now I do...
I yell obscenities often during a basketball game. I don't really know how I picked it up, as I never used to yell "f*ck" after every shot I missed, but now I do...
Apparently I'm a good singer, because senior year of High School, with absolutely NO experience singing in public, I was able to sing my way into the lead role of my senior play.
Funny though, because I dropped out the next week because I realized baseball would interfere with it greatly and unlike Zac motherfucking Effron, sports > musicals
Players on my world-famous wiffleball team include: Leadoff hitter (who leads off, duh), The Violinist, Really Pissed Off Guy, and Rookie of the Year (the pitcher, obviously).
I have an obsession that every book in my library has to be in alphabetical order, then there is the dilemma of by title or author Same goes with my comics (Nº order) While the rest of my room is in complete and utter chaos.
I absolutely abhor the concepts of Twitter, blogs, video blogs on Youtube or any other types of self-dick-sucking.
This is a comment I left on a Youtube video blog:
You are such a fucker. I am just watching your video so that I have a base for my opinion. You're wearing a sleeveless shirt while making a terrible youtube video talking about the most obvious shit ever.
I don't say this often, but I honestly hope you die in the next few weeks
Symmetry wrote:I still have absolutely no idea how many days are in any given month. I even tried to learn the rhyme, and a method of counting on knuckles.
I'm pretty sure that February or September have 28 except in a leap year. Probably February.
I've always had a feeling that someone was watching, and that someone was actually a part of myself who was watching another part of myself, and that someone who was watching a part of myself was being watched by another part of myself, and that someone who was watching that someone who was watching that other someone who was watching that part of myself was being watched by another part of myself.
kabuki.mono wrote:I have an obsession that every book in my library has to be in alphabetical order, then there is the dilemma of by title or author Same goes with my comics (Nº order) While the rest of my room is in complete and utter chaos.
Um... I have a similar obsession, including the rest of my house being in chaos.
I convinced mrs. thegreekdog that we needed a new credit card - an Amazon credit card. Why? So I can get rewarded with books every time I buy stuff. I love books.