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Originally Posted by ShadowRoll
I'm sorry, you're going to have to speak up. All I got was something about you being so lonely, sitting in your room in your mom's basement, and that you have no "friends" except the people you try to antagonize on the internet and the women in the girlie magazines on your bathroom floor.
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(Ah gotta a smart one here.)
It's my Moms basement...true.
But I cut the lawn and also will perform snow removal tasks when required. I do too have a friend! You just go over to esoteric and you will see Mr. Smart Guy.
Oh...wait a minute.
I couldn't identify that person.
All right...so I don't have any friends.
But I have some REAL HO's .I don't need no stinkin' girlie mags on my bathroom floor......well it isn' mine...it's Moms...but I don't got none of them anyways.
Maybe I don't have real Hos either ,but I will tell you what I do have and that's something
you will
NEVER have.
And that is Attack Raccoons.
You just show some guts and come over to where I live and I will garuantee you it will be the last visit you ever make.