And I'm out of cigarettes, weed and music to listen to. All the coffee I drank to help me concentrate on my math homework just made me concentrate more on my crush. This is getting a bit out of hand. It's like an mdma come-up that just won't peak. Started out listening some Neutral Milk Hotel and Brazilian Girls songs. Then it was drum and bass, then gabba, then hard techno and shranz. Now all music annoys me. For some strange reason I can't even fap. I can't meditate. It's a tricky situation so I can't really share this with my best mate, to get it out of my head. And i feel like an utter retard for crushing so hard that I'm completely incapable of doing anything.
:cpd:
Crushing on whom?
He said, His best mate.
Tortured forbidden love ITT
DUDE YOUR BRAIN IS FULL OF ENDORPHINS AND SHIT. SHUT UP AND ENJOY IT. :lol:
Bought myself some cigarettes. On the way to the shop I found out I had uploaded Arctic Monkey's "RU Mine" to my phone and throughoutly enjoyed it. It's not forbidden love. I'm actually pretty sure it's going to work out, but it's going to take some time, because she's strange that way. Having my mind on her, so much of the time just keeps me from doing what I should be doing (like studying for example) and I just feel outright bored when I'm not with her.
Anyways I'm chatting with her right now, listening to arctic monkeys and smoking cigarettes, so life is much much better than it was a few hours ago 8)
Man, sometimes I miss that feeling.
Then again...
Love makes you do the wacky. :)
Quote from: stelz on March 12, 2013, 09:08:20 PM
Love makes you do the wacky. :)
And it sticks to your face.
Spoken like one who knows.
LMNO
-Knows.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 12, 2013, 06:02:05 PM
Man, sometimes I miss that feeling.
Then again...
...you remember that not only does it make everything all weird, it's also completely exhausting?
Quote from: Cainad on March 15, 2013, 02:21:35 AM
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 12, 2013, 06:02:05 PM
Man, sometimes I miss that feeling.
Then again...
...you remember that not only does it make everything all weird, it's also completely exhausting?
Yes. Exactly this.
I thought it was more speedy and wired up-like.
OFUCK LOVE IS METH
Quote from: stelz on March 15, 2013, 06:16:05 AM
I thought it was more speedy and wired up-like.
OFUCK LOVE IS METH
Well yeah, but kind of like when you take too much coffee after already being too tired to think straight.
Everything is quivering and achey and tired BUT YOU CAN'T STOP
You literally can't get through any-damn-thing without your mind wandering to very distracting thoughts and then it's like
"uuuuuuuuugh please I'll see/talk to them soon, just let me focus on making dinner or something"
but then you see them, hear them,
smell them, or get a fucking text message and then it's like :bunny: :sexybeast: :monkeydance: :mrgreen:
then they go away again and it's all like :? "I don't even know what to do with myself now"
That much up-and-down wears a body down like crazy.
Quote from: Cainad on March 15, 2013, 06:46:23 AM
Quote from: stelz on March 15, 2013, 06:16:05 AM
I thought it was more speedy and wired up-like.
OFUCK LOVE IS METH
Well yeah, but kind of like when you take too much coffee after already being too tired to think straight.
Everything is quivering and achey and tired BUT YOU CAN'T STOP
You literally can't get through any-damn-thing without your mind wandering to very distracting thoughts and then it's like
"uuuuuuuuugh please I'll see/talk to them soon, just let me focus on making dinner or something"
but then you see them, hear them, smell them, or get a fucking text message and then it's like :bunny: :sexybeast: :monkeydance: :mrgreen:
then they go away again and it's all like :? "I don't even know what to do with myself now"
That much up-and-down wears a body down like crazy.
OMG yes.
I kind of miss it, but then again not really.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 15, 2013, 10:22:29 PM
Quote from: Cainad on March 15, 2013, 06:46:23 AM
Quote from: stelz on March 15, 2013, 06:16:05 AM
I thought it was more speedy and wired up-like.
OFUCK LOVE IS METH
Well yeah, but kind of like when you take too much coffee after already being too tired to think straight.
Everything is quivering and achey and tired BUT YOU CAN'T STOP
You literally can't get through any-damn-thing without your mind wandering to very distracting thoughts and then it's like
"uuuuuuuuugh please I'll see/talk to them soon, just let me focus on making dinner or something"
but then you see them, hear them, smell them, or get a fucking text message and then it's like :bunny: :sexybeast: :monkeydance: :mrgreen:
then they go away again and it's all like :? "I don't even know what to do with myself now"
That much up-and-down wears a body down like crazy.
OMG yes.
I kind of miss it, but then again not really.
this.
I spent the most ridiculous and awkward hour with her today lol. We were testing 5-meo-mipt on a rather high dosage. We were expecting sunny weather in the afternoon, so we went out to the park with no exact plans. It started raining and got really fucking cold, so the group of confused tripping people split up. Me and her ended up in McDonalds. All the time we were alone I was trying to form a conversation and she wouldn't reply. I started wondering, why she was just standing silent and felt like there was some problem on my side. Thought she was in a weird and bad trip and tried cheering her up somehow, but everything I'd say was greeted by silence. She's rather introverted and I speculated that she just wanted to be left alone with her thoughts, but I kept feeling the silence as pretty awkward.. My mind became so fixated on our failed communication that it had went completely numb and the only feeling I felt was awkwardness. Finally, she started talking. Not really though - she would utter two or three words and then shut up again. And after prolonged efforts she finally managed to tell me that she was physically uncapable of speaking due to the very weird kind of jaw tension that this substance created. At that moment I laughed my ass off.
Oh, good. You're mixing love with high-test drugs. What could possibly go wrong?
Yes, this should end well.
I can't say that I totally miss youth.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 16, 2013, 05:31:54 AM
I can't say that I totally miss youth.
Right? I feel
relieved at turning 30 later this year.
That's why I skipped youth. I have an uncle who said I was born at the age of 32 :lulz:
Quote from: Cainad on March 16, 2013, 11:01:33 AM
That's why I skipped youth. I have an uncle who said I was born at the age of 32 :lulz:
That was really forward-thinking of you, I wish I'd thought of it.
Because that whole teens/twenties thing SUCKED.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 16, 2013, 02:00:05 PM
Quote from: Cainad on March 16, 2013, 11:01:33 AM
That's why I skipped youth. I have an uncle who said I was born at the age of 32 :lulz:
That was really forward-thinking of you, I wish I'd thought of it.
Because that whole teens/twenties thing SUCKED.
THIS!
FUCK THIS SHIT :argh!: :argh!: :argh!:
She wanted to come over today. The problem is that for some obscure reason my mother hates her. So she started yelling that she doesn't want her in her home, that she's an evil person, who is going to ruin my life, that she is going to strangle her with her bare hands etc. etc. My mother barely knows her. She knows that I hang out with her. She's talked to her a few times. Eventually she started yelling at me, telling me that if I don't stop talking to her she's going to ruin her life (and she knows a lot of very important people, so she's capable of doing so) and that she's a pathetic worm, that deserves to be destroyed. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUYCK FUFKCYU F FSUAFSAFSAasgtfa[p. AAAAAAAAAARGFHGHFHGHFHGFHGGHFHGFHGFHGHFGHFHGHGFHGFHGFHGHFHGFHGHFHGFHGHFGHF. FUCKING FUCK FUCK
I just talked to a psychiatrist, who I trust and who she trusts and scheduled an appointment with him. I've been trying not to do this for a long time, but this finally tipped the cup. My mother is living in some completely imaginary paranoid world that is DARK AS FUCK, where I have united with my father to ruin her life and to make her miserable. I really, really, really hope that if this psychiatrist tells her that her behavior is abnormal, she's going to somehow change, but I seriously doubt it. FUCK I FEEL LIKE BREAKING SHIT WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO LIVE WITH A FUCKING PSYCHO FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKF UCKFU FUFKKFUCC<MFIHYUF(UFSAFJAFJAJ :argh!: :argh!: :argh!:
-sympathetic gentle pat on shoulder- Nothing is worse than a psycho, man. I'm sorry you've got to deal with that.
Freeky,
Psycho.
Let's see, you're about 17 and you hang out with this girl doing experimental psychedelics at McDonald's, and FOR SOME MYSTERIOUS REASON your mom doesn't like her and thinks she's a bad influence in your life?
Not to imply that your mom isn't imbalanced, but hmmm. Might there be a connection?
I WONDER.
Well, yeah, that's a good point.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 17, 2013, 02:46:47 AM
Let's see, you're about 17 and you hang out with this girl doing experimental psychedelics at McDonald's, and FOR SOME MYSTERIOUS REASON your mom doesn't like her and thinks she's a bad influence in your life?
Not to imply that your mom isn't imbalanced, but hmmm. Might there be a connection?
I WONDER.
THIS.
Quote from: Dalek on March 16, 2013, 01:01:17 AM
I spent the most ridiculous and awkward hour with her today lol. We were testing 5-meo-mipt on a rather high dosage. We were expecting sunny weather in the afternoon, so we went out to the park with no exact plans. It started raining and got really fucking cold, so the group of confused tripping people split up. Me and her ended up in McDonalds. All the time we were alone I was trying to form a conversation and she wouldn't reply. I started wondering, why she was just standing silent and felt like there was some problem on my side. Thought she was in a weird and bad trip and tried cheering her up somehow, but everything I'd say was greeted by silence. She's rather introverted and I speculated that she just wanted to be left alone with her thoughts, but I kept feeling the silence as pretty awkward.. My mind became so fixated on our failed communication that it had went completely numb and the only feeling I felt was awkwardness. Finally, she started talking. Not really though - she would utter two or three words and then shut up again. And after prolonged efforts she finally managed to tell me that she was physically uncapable of speaking due to the very weird kind of jaw tension that this substance created. At that moment I laughed my ass off.
You guys are fucking idiots.
So, yeah, call me a dick or whatever, but:
Your relationship is a train wreck between two people who do more or less unknown drugs until they can't even move their faces properly. Everything you post about seems to revolve around drugs, including your love life. That's no way to run a human, let alone a relationship between two humans.
Not telling you to stop; far be it from me to get between the Titanic and the iceberg. I'm just saying that your mother is not acting unreasonable from the point of view of a parent. I'm also saying that you can only fuck yourself up for so long before you turn into something hideous, and the rate you're going, that's going to happen before you're 25. Imagine that! Feeling like you're middle-aged before you turn 30, and only 50 or so more years to tolerate that state of existence. Well done.
Now, there's no reason to keep reading this sort of lecturing. The world's just full of drugs, and you'd better get busy "testing" them. When you catch up to me, age-wise, in about 7 years, drop me a line and tell me how the tests went.
(You won't believe me. People your age are incapable of believing this sort of shit, because you're INVINCIBLE, and how can altering your body chemistry POSSIBLY be bad for you? I mean, it was EVOLVED WRONG, and you need drugs to FIX IT. Or something.)
100% TRUTH.
But yeah, your mom is wrong. Your girlfriend isn't going to "ruin your life", it looks like you can manage that fine on your own. It's a bitch for a mom to look at things that way, though, and a lot won't.
Oh, and hanging around public places tripping balls isn't a real good idea, either.
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
Quote from: stelz on March 17, 2013, 03:26:41 PM
Oh, and hanging around public places tripping balls isn't a real good idea, either.
Not in Varna. People are clueless. And cops don't give too much of a fuck unless you're wearing a tracksuit and yelling at people.
We ain't dead yet. I've seen some oldass people crush.
And I wouldn't count on everybody being totally clueless. They might not know exactly WHAT you're doing, but they can tell you're on SOMETHING.
Did someone just actually say YOLO on this site without their tongue planted firmly in their cheek?
Get out. Now.
Quote from: Cain on March 17, 2013, 07:58:18 PM
Did someone just actually say YOLO on this site without their tongue planted firmly in their cheek?
Get out. Now.
Thank you.
Quote from: Dalek on March 17, 2013, 07:15:46 PM
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
I dunno, I find my healthy, clear-headed late 30s to be quite enjoyable. And yes, we DO only get one shot on this hunk of space rock. Call me crazy, but I think having a nice long shot at it, where I am in full control of my mental faculties, is the way to go. If that makes me a boring old square, I'll happily wear the label.
Quote from: Dalek on March 17, 2013, 07:15:46 PM
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
Yeah, you only live once, with one body, one brain, one set (probably) of sexual organs.
You don't get any spares.
So what you're gonna want to do is burn through that shit as fast as possible.
It is working for the oil industry. I wish you much success..
Personally, I'm a young person wanting to get old AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
I've gotten ridiculously drunk from straight-shotting Polish everclear. I've smoked weed. I've had stupid crushes. (If there's anything left that would be nice to be over and done with before entering real adulthood, it's perhaps hopelessly pursuing those stupid crushes, instead of just sitting and waiting until they're over.) I'm starting to want to move on. All these feelings and emotions and stuff are not that fun. And you guys say it's gonna last way into my 20s? :|
Let me tell you a little story about a guy names Speedy.
Speedy was a Normal Guy I went to high school with. The clearest memory I have of him is after I asked, shyly, what do you do when you're banging and you can't keep it under control, how do you keep from joy-splosions. He said he just stared at a jar of pennies and would just focus on the pennies and think jarofpennies jarofpennies until it was okay to, you know.
Anyway, a year or two after high school Speedy and some other fellas, who had all been 21st Century burnouts, started taking these little red pills. I don't know what they were, they said some kind of cold medicine. They'd take a heaping handful of these little things.
Franklin, who as Speedy's best friend, whose brain is now something like mashed potatoes but can still play the guitar like a motherfucker, took those pills at a Tool concert up here so "I won't remember this because I hate Tool". Halfway though the concert, during a quiet lull, he started screeching like a hawk, nearly getting his ass beat by some musically enthusiastic meatheads. Kind of a boring reaction, more annoying than anything else.
Anyhow, Speedy takes these same things one night. Speedy does not have a boring night.
Speedy leaves his home, wanders around for a few hours, and then happens upon this house owned by some old woman. He somehow finds her way into her bedroom, starts beating her around, and then leaves her to call the cops. As they are on the way he finds a dog, a big dog. A german shepard. Speedy, after acquiring a blade, CUTS THE DOG INTO TEENY TINY PIECES.
As he exists the house there are a whole fuckload of police outside and he is covered in blood.
They taze his ass and he, miraculously, only gets about 3 years.
YOLO!
The End.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on March 17, 2013, 09:22:50 PM
Personally, I'm a young person wanting to get old AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
(Mostly) Regardless of drug consumption or age, an asshole is always an asshole.
ETA: Not that you're an asshole, Lenin.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on March 17, 2013, 09:22:50 PM
Personally, I'm a young person wanting to get old AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
I've gotten ridiculously drunk form straight-shotting Polish everclear. I've smoked weed. I've had stupid crushes. (If there's anything left that would be nice to be over and done with before entering real adulthood, it's perhaps hopelessly pursuing those stupid crushes, instead of just sitting and waiting until they're over.) I'm starting to want to move on. All these feelings and emotions and stuff are not that fun. And you guys say it's gonna last way into my 20s? :|
IME it starts to settle down in the mid-20s.
You still get the euphoria and obsession and all that, but it's slightly more controllable as you get older, and you start to have a much better recognition of what's a bad idea. Sometimes you do them anyway, but at least you know ahead of time. :lol:
Quote from: Dalek on March 17, 2013, 07:15:46 PM
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
Yeah, the best way to live most of that life is with huge problems created by excessive drug use.
But like I said, you won't listen because you CAN'T listen.
Doing many powerful psychedelics isn't so bad, Dalek. Even mixing them together and taking experimental substances isn't likely to kill you or cause significant brain damage. I used a shit ton of drugs, especially LSD, when I was younger than you. It's a bad idea, but you'll probably be okay.
Sure, you might end up with a brain of hedonistic mush with a long, uncertain recovery ahead of you, or you may have to battle a disease for the rest of your life that the drugs helped precipitate, or just have to know that while you're fine, you're not nearly as smart, funny, or virtuous as you could have been if you spent your time more wisely.
Consider the trajectory of your life in the next 5-10 years if you go on like this and compare it to where you'd really like it to be.
edit: Too much overtime and not enough sleep makes my grammar a sad panda.
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Well, then, carry on.
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Hey Dalek, I think this group might be more your kind of place: http://www.facebook.com/groups/2204727328/
Especially since we're just a bunch of old fucks who wish that we could be doing lame knockoff LSD in McDonalds with a junkie skank.
YOLO, bitchez!
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Enjoy the serotonin while it lasts. Sounds like you're working hard on melting the receptors. Nother couple of years and you'll feel nothing. You'll be glad of the YOLO thing cos you'll know that when you slice those pretty little wrists that it will all go away :evil:
Quote from: Dalek on March 17, 2013, 07:15:46 PM
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
You're adorable.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 18, 2013, 02:26:17 PM
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Hey Dalek, I think this group might be more your kind of place: http://www.facebook.com/groups/2204727328/
Especially since we're just a bunch of old fucks who wish that we could be doing lame knockoff LSD in McDonalds with a junkie skank.
And pretending that it's SCIENCE...ie, "testing <insert drug name>. I am sure rigorous controls and double-blind methodology are being used.
DOIN' IT WRONG. Back in MY day, it wasn't "testing", it was "DOING DRUGS" or "GETTING HIGH" or even "PARTYING". We didn't dress it up in pseudo-scientific terms, we just DID IT. TO THE WALL.
Then we got a little older, and realized you can have more fun if you're not ripped to the teats 24/7...That life is a little more interesting when you LIVE it, rather than just turning into a fraggle and spending your precious, irreplaceable youth living in a drugged stupor.
Checked thread to see how the forbidden love was coming along.
Saw "Drugs and drugs and gonads" part 5553335333535353500292.
Thread noted to contain little of value.
Observation - 30 pages, especially if the unique snowflake has a revalation while huffing mints.
It's just so sad because he won't get the drugs the big boys talk about. Probably not even got the balls to go near jenkem.
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 18, 2013, 02:26:17 PM
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Hey Dalek, I think this group might be more your kind of place: http://www.facebook.com/groups/2204727328/
Especially since we're just a bunch of old fucks who wish that we could be doing lame knockoff LSD in McDonalds with a junkie skank.
For some reason, I followed the link.
Quoteteddy Rannila maybe we need to BAN some fuckers
Saturday at 20:45 · 1
Nothing of value here for any who remain curious.
Quote from: Junkenstein on March 18, 2013, 04:07:52 PM
Quote from: M. Nigel Salt on March 18, 2013, 02:26:17 PM
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Hey Dalek, I think this group might be more your kind of place: http://www.facebook.com/groups/2204727328/
Especially since we're just a bunch of old fucks who wish that we could be doing lame knockoff LSD in McDonalds with a junkie skank.
For some reason, I followed the link.
Quoteteddy Rannila maybe we need to BAN some fuckers
Saturday at 20:45 · 1
Nothing of value here for any who remain curious.
In the past 24 hours, all I've seen there is a crotch shot of an obese woman with "lick me" on her thighs, a warty colon, and a gangreneous dick.
They're trying to be GIGGLES and failing miserably. No LAILAISE.
Quote from: Dalek on March 17, 2013, 07:15:46 PM
You're just a bunch of old people wishing you'd be young again. YOLO, bitchez!
newsfeed endorsement?
This thread should be renamed "I'm plugging so hard (http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34310.0.html) that I can't concentrate on anything at all".
Quote from: Junkenstein on March 18, 2013, 04:02:49 PM
Checked thread to see how the forbidden love was coming along.
Saw "Drugs and drugs and gonads" part 5553335333535353500292.
Thread noted to contain little of value.
Observation - 30 pages, especially if the unique snowflake has a revalation while huffing mints.
It's just so sad because he won't get the drugs the big boys talk about. Probably not even got the balls to go near jenkem.
What he said. Butthash or GTFO
(http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i312/P3nT4gR4m/buttleaf.jpg)
Quote from: Cain on March 18, 2013, 06:07:48 PM
This thread should be renamed "I'm plugging so hard (http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php/topic,34310.0.html) that I can't concentrate on anything at all".
Quote from: Dalek on March 18, 2013, 09:57:58 AM
Everything did work out. I'm pretty happy, floating on a cloud of serotonin anally injected ketamine. Even managed to convince my mother not to make a problem out of it. Fuck yes :banana:
Hmm, that could work...
Thread has turned :lol:.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 17, 2013, 06:50:34 AM
Quote from: Dalek on March 16, 2013, 01:01:17 AM
I spent the most ridiculous and awkward hour with her today lol. We were testing 5-meo-mipt on a rather high dosage. We were expecting sunny weather in the afternoon, so we went out to the park with no exact plans. It started raining and got really fucking cold, so the group of confused tripping people split up. Me and her ended up in McDonalds. All the time we were alone I was trying to form a conversation and she wouldn't reply. I started wondering, why she was just standing silent and felt like there was some problem on my side. Thought she was in a weird and bad trip and tried cheering her up somehow, but everything I'd say was greeted by silence. She's rather introverted and I speculated that she just wanted to be left alone with her thoughts, but I kept feeling the silence as pretty awkward.. My mind became so fixated on our failed communication that it had went completely numb and the only feeling I felt was awkwardness. Finally, she started talking. Not really though - she would utter two or three words and then shut up again. And after prolonged efforts she finally managed to tell me that she was physically uncapable of speaking due to the very weird kind of jaw tension that this substance created. At that moment I laughed my ass off.
You guys are fucking idiots.
Thus spoke Zarathustra. We're all idiots, though.
Uberidiots.
Just because it
seems beautiful doesn't mean it's not stupid. I think this point is succinctly summed in the 1987 classic, "Adventures In Babysitting." Remember when Elizabeth Shue's best friend lost her glasses in the bus terminal and finds an adorable lost kitten? No? OF COURSE YOU DON'T, YOU'RE 17.
It's really a brilliantly profound commentary on the arrogant blindness of youthful infatuation. Here, let me help:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=TlR0EyNkzPw#t=149s
I bet that kitten felt really soft and adorable for a few minutes though. That's all you got; a few minutes. Enjoy it but don't make any babies or do heroin together.
Fuck seratonin, I'm cruising on a heavy dose of oxytocin due to Mrs LMNO waking up in a "mood" this morning.
LMNO
-late for work/totally worth it.
Quote from: navkat: navkat of...navkat! on March 19, 2013, 08:52:42 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on March 19, 2013, 12:33:43 PM
Mrs LMNO
You should just start calling her HIJK.
Perhaps she prefers to be more of a PQRS if ya know what I'm saying, wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on March 19, 2013, 08:54:52 PM
Quote from: navkat: navkat of...navkat! on March 19, 2013, 08:52:42 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on March 19, 2013, 12:33:43 PM
Mrs LMNO
You should just start calling her HIJK.
Perhaps she prefers to be more of a PQRS if ya know what I'm saying, wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
:lulz:
Quote from: Cain on March 17, 2013, 07:58:18 PM
Did someone just actually say YOLO on this site without their tongue planted firmly in their cheek?
Get out. Now.
Visiting Discospags to see how y'all are doing.
WHAT DID I MISS?
OH, THIS.
Quote from: Cain on March 17, 2013, 07:58:18 PM
Did someone just actually say YOLO on this site without their tongue planted firmly in their cheek?
Get out. Now.
I am waiting for a spag to say that to me, one of those young whippersnappers, to ask if it means You Obviously Like Owls, like from Questionable Content.