Friday, 7 November 2008

Psychic bastard & burnt breed.

I had de ja vu , or however the fuck thats spelled, today. Like the really full on kind were you think you know whats gonna happen next , so i said i bet Jamie Stables walks through that door, and what happens , J to the izzle swaggers round the corner. Was fuckin epic, i meant it too, im fuckin jesus , teln yeez.

Pointless shit I notice: Why the fuck does my toaster have a setting on it thats like 10 , when if you put it to 2 and leave it in the full time it burns it, what the fucks the point in 3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and 10 if 2's already too much. See tomorrow morning im gonna try 3 , and the next day ill try 4 and so on , tell you what happens. I'm hoping it makes toast really quick, so by next week i can put it to 10 then i can make toast in like 1.34 seconds, that will be fucking great.

Got one more, this wans good. How much of a prick would you be if you made cup a soup in a bowl? Actually.?

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