Than my ice slipping incident?

The answer happened today. I was on my way to the store today and as I am standing on the corner waiting to cross the street and I see several bees. I am a fuckin sniveling cunt when it comes to bees, I turn into a 4 year old girl who's seeing her first horror film.

I start waving at them like a fuckin moron and what happens next? They don't just sting me they choose to fly up my pant leg and sting me right below my ass.

I start doing the ashlee simpson jig in the middle of the street and they're repairing the elevated train tracks so theres a bunch of MTA workers staring and pointing. The niggers at the bus stop waiting for the bus to get to kingsborough community college are staring at me and laughing.

This is all while they are flying up my pants, then the two stings come and I start running in a circle slapping my ass like i'm riding an imaginary horse all the while yelling "woo woo woo".

That was the most uncomfortable walk home, in so many ways.

I get home and realized I still gotta go to the store...

what's the point of it?

For anyone that chooses the Black skin, they will only be able to read the board if their font (and everyone else's) is white, in which case no one using another skin can read a word they are writing.

that's me.

People who choose to change their font colors are people who are trying to stand out based on aesthetics and can be compared to hippy freak high school kids that realize they can't differentiate themselves on substance and so they decide to pierce their teeth, tattoo their face, dress like the grim reaper, and dye their hair purple.

I was doing my laundry on sunday, which is the worst possible day to do laundry cause every spic in my neighborhood packs into the place. I had to wait 30 minutes for a machine and then almost an hour for a dryer.

While I was there I made the following observations.

Next time I should bring a walkman or a book cause the one TV they had was fixed on telemundo the whole time.

Spics wait until they are down to their final piece of clothing till they do the laundry. Most of them were wearing pajama bottoms with some ragged t-shirts. One of the chicks actually had a shirt that said "I had nothing else to wear" as if it's something to be proud of.

Spics insist on bringing their entire families to do the laundry, you got like 20 people staring at the same machine. Then it's like an assembly line of people folding the clothes and putting them back in the bag.

Spics will not only wait till all their clothes are dirty, they will then take off clothes they are wearing and wash them as well.

The most moronic thing I saw was a warning label on both the dryers and washing machines, it just goes to further prove how painfully dumb this country is that you would even need to put this on the machines. The warning label read: "please make sure before you turn the machine on, check inside to make sure no children or pets are inside the machine."

Now he's putting out an album with linkin park and is in negotiations with def jam? What happened with rocafella records, was it just him and dame dash had a beef and he wanted to get out of his contract?

So the last few months I've been looking for a new house.
My biggest pet peeve was realized yet again yesterday.
The realtor took my wife and I too look at this one house.
A beautiful 2 story home completely redone.

We get there and the house is full of people.
It was the tenents. (It's currently a rental property)
The realtor not only didn't warn the tenets about the visit but it was the first time she'd even seen the house.
See this house doesn't seem to yeild enough profit for her
So we're looking it over, babies are following us, talking to us, the tv was blaring but overall it was pretty neatly kept.

We go upstairs to look at the bedrooms and there's this 12 year old girl sitting on her bed w/ headphones on just staring at us. Like she's some object in a meuseum.

I went down cellar to check out the man things.
IE: Furnace, water heater, leakage etc.
And the mother comes running to the basement door and slams it saying something about her babies falling down the cellar stairs.

We put an offer in on the house just to piss them all off.

Normally, I don't waste my time with spades but..
Happy birthday, face pump.

Good movie. Being compared to Seven. Not even close.

Worth seeing but I'd give it a 7

Would have been much better without Cary Elwes or whatever his name is. He really killed the movie.

I love the serial killer in this movie. He could be one of the best murderers of all time. If I were a murderer, I'd aspire to be Jigsaw.

I was worried this forum wouldn't make it in the move - but it did!!!!