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4-letter-words
me: CANT IS A 4-LETTER WORD
me: so is love but you dont see me bitching
friend: haha nice, where you get that?
me: made it up
me: some girl
me: is like
me: hey
me: CANT IS A 4-LETTER WORD
me: as her status
friend: but what's the point of it?
me: exactly
me: saying you cannot do something is wrong?
me: uhhh
me: I cant fuckin fly
me: I cant
me: grow 2 more arms and be a superhero
me: uhhh
me: I cant look like shakespeare or jack the ripper on command
me: I cant deadlift 350 pounds
me: ...
me: these are all things I cant do
me: ...
me: her husbands name is mark
me: which I thought was hilarious
me: M-A-R-K
me: C-A-N-T
friend: i love it
me: four letter words are a KILLER
me: so is love but you dont see me bitching
friend: haha nice, where you get that?
me: made it up
me: some girl
me: is like
me: hey
me: CANT IS A 4-LETTER WORD
me: as her status
friend: but what's the point of it?
me: exactly
me: saying you cannot do something is wrong?
me: uhhh
me: I cant fuckin fly
me: I cant
me: grow 2 more arms and be a superhero
me: uhhh
me: I cant look like shakespeare or jack the ripper on command
me: I cant deadlift 350 pounds
me: ...
me: these are all things I cant do
me: ...
me: her husbands name is mark
me: which I thought was hilarious
me: M-A-R-K
me: C-A-N-T
friend: i love it
me: four letter words are a KILLER
LOL
me: ima go eat another bowl :P
me: BEE ARE BEE
friend: LAWL OHKAY
me: LOL AHM BACKK
me: LOL RU THEIR
me: LOL
me: LOL AARON
me: LOL
friend: LOL WUT R U DOEN
me: LOL NUTTIN HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAAH
friend: LOL SAME.
friend: IM BOREEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD
me: heh we're very cool people
me: BEE ARE BEE
friend: LAWL OHKAY
me: LOL AHM BACKK
me: LOL RU THEIR
me: LOL
me: LOL AARON
me: LOL
friend: LOL WUT R U DOEN
me: LOL NUTTIN HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAAH
friend: LOL SAME.
friend: IM BOREEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD
me: heh we're very cool people
nickasaur
friend: ever heard of nickasaur?
me: heh yeah
me: who's he
friend: heh he's a kid
friend: who's a pussy of the world
friend: he makes brilliant techno music
friend: but he doesnt wanna be signed
friend: nor does he want to take his shit into the studio
friend: and get it done
friend: he says he'll do a tour
friend: but he's too pussy to get people to help him
friend: and he loves God
friend: wtf.
me: nickasaur: on 60 seconds
me: heh yeah
me: who's he
friend: heh he's a kid
friend: who's a pussy of the world
friend: he makes brilliant techno music
friend: but he doesnt wanna be signed
friend: nor does he want to take his shit into the studio
friend: and get it done
friend: he says he'll do a tour
friend: but he's too pussy to get people to help him
friend: and he loves God
friend: wtf.
me: nickasaur: on 60 seconds
That Quiet Thing Molly Must Be Stupid.
(with respect to others love of dogs)
Every cat knows when you’re going to die. So they don’t waste time right now, knowing you’ll still be there later. Instead, they disappear all day, to times and places, discovering the galaxies and magicians of ancient and far-off, witnessing the exploding planet, the dying sun, seeing pharaohs and dinosaurs and vikings, creating their own worlds that they may watch burn to ash under their eyes, worshiped by a civilization as Gods. And at the end of the day, they come home and meow for food. Wanting to just be pet and held and loved, and holding the same fascination for string that humanity does in equal for flashing lights, gunpowder, and war.
Every bird knows where you’ll die, so they chirp and sing their song to make you stay with them, hoping to prolong your life and cheat the death, known inevitable. All the murders singing and following you to your demise, hang the blue-jays, but may they save you.
There’s only one fish. His name is Gus, and he is the only soul that all fish are. The fish knows how you’ll die, so he sits and does nothing to warn you. If you knew, it’s not like you could change it. Gus doesn’t know where or when you die. All he knows is how, and sees it every time you see his eyes. He thinks you’re better off not knowing.
And every dog knows when, where, and how they will die, but thinks you will live forever. So they take every pet and scratch behind the ears, forgives when you yell or step on their paws. They try to eat dinner with you, every night, no matter how many times you shoo them away or call them stupid. They just want to be a happy memory after they move on, because they think you’ll live forever. And no dog wants to be forgotten.
Every bird knows where you’ll die, so they chirp and sing their song to make you stay with them, hoping to prolong your life and cheat the death, known inevitable. All the murders singing and following you to your demise, hang the blue-jays, but may they save you.
There’s only one fish. His name is Gus, and he is the only soul that all fish are. The fish knows how you’ll die, so he sits and does nothing to warn you. If you knew, it’s not like you could change it. Gus doesn’t know where or when you die. All he knows is how, and sees it every time you see his eyes. He thinks you’re better off not knowing.
And every dog knows when, where, and how they will die, but thinks you will live forever. So they take every pet and scratch behind the ears, forgives when you yell or step on their paws. They try to eat dinner with you, every night, no matter how many times you shoo them away or call them stupid. They just want to be a happy memory after they move on, because they think you’ll live forever. And no dog wants to be forgotten.
toms.com
me: looks like a crappy shoe
friend: your mom's crappy shoe :P
friend: they're pretty durable
me: I wear boots that my dad had for like 10 years
friend: anything lasts long if you don't use them much heh
me: heh no shit
me: hence honey being edible after hundreds of years in egyptian tombs
me: these boots is worn
me: and durable
me: they should make shoes out of a human
me: humans are pretty durable
me: oh wait, that's called illegal
me: and murder probably
friend: heh well if they're already dead and they agree to be put into shoes that'd be awesome hahaha
friend: "i'm wearing bob!"
friend: "no way I got a pair of sue's yesterday"
me: more like
me: "bob? I just got a pair of TOMS!"
friend: your mom's crappy shoe :P
friend: they're pretty durable
me: I wear boots that my dad had for like 10 years
friend: anything lasts long if you don't use them much heh
me: heh no shit
me: hence honey being edible after hundreds of years in egyptian tombs
me: these boots is worn
me: and durable
me: they should make shoes out of a human
me: humans are pretty durable
me: oh wait, that's called illegal
me: and murder probably
friend: heh well if they're already dead and they agree to be put into shoes that'd be awesome hahaha
friend: "i'm wearing bob!"
friend: "no way I got a pair of sue's yesterday"
me: more like
me: "bob? I just got a pair of TOMS!"
shoes
her: you know what else doesn't make sense? shoes.
me: shoes make sense. they protect your feet.
her: my feet don't have enemies.
me: shoes make sense. they protect your feet.
her: my feet don't have enemies.
lazy sunday
Friend: haha i need some food. i ran a mile
Friend: then played football
Me: heh me too
Me: gotta hit the gym
Friend: im beat
Me: damn. getting ripped up fucka. jog a mile. tackle fuckers. box out mike tyson and 6 kangaroo zombies. rape a dinosuar. fucked miley cyrus. had a steak laced with vaginas, and drank liquid metal, and you call that A LAZY MOTHERFUCKING MONDAY
Friend: WAIT TILL YOU GET TO THURSDAY
Me: AND LAZY SUNDAY. HOLY FUCK
Friend: hahaha i think that would be considered the best day ever
Friend: then played football
Me: heh me too
Me: gotta hit the gym
Friend: im beat
Me: damn. getting ripped up fucka. jog a mile. tackle fuckers. box out mike tyson and 6 kangaroo zombies. rape a dinosuar. fucked miley cyrus. had a steak laced with vaginas, and drank liquid metal, and you call that A LAZY MOTHERFUCKING MONDAY
Friend: WAIT TILL YOU GET TO THURSDAY
Me: AND LAZY SUNDAY. HOLY FUCK
Friend: hahaha i think that would be considered the best day ever
dinosaurs
me: rawr
her: means i love you in dinosaur, lol
me: i guess a lot of dinosaurs love a lot of stuff xD
her: oh yes, they were the hippies of yestereon
her: means i love you in dinosaur, lol
me: i guess a lot of dinosaurs love a lot of stuff xD
her: oh yes, they were the hippies of yestereon
gay computer
me: the curse 'nuts' used to be used innocently.
me: but thinking about it
me: it's really just saying balls
friend: hahaha BALLZ
me: and that's not family friendly at all.
friend: n_n
friend: nuts
friend: ahh nuts
friend: heh
friend: ahh testicles
friend: dude my computer is being gay
me: heh you're the one talking about balls
me: but thinking about it
me: it's really just saying balls
friend: hahaha BALLZ
me: and that's not family friendly at all.
friend: n_n
friend: nuts
friend: ahh nuts
friend: heh
friend: ahh testicles
friend: dude my computer is being gay
me: heh you're the one talking about balls
queer
friend: is owlcity gay?
friend: O_o
me: doubt it
me: 90 percent sure he aint
me: haha
friend: he sure tweets like a queer
friend: O_o
me: doubt it
me: 90 percent sure he aint
me: haha
friend: he sure tweets like a queer
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