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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

A day at work.... 

skdfjla: SOUP SOUP SOUP SOUP.
sdkfjla: soup Soup SOUP
Guava421: i will spit in your SOUP SOUP SOUP SOUP.




Guava421: of course that guy walks by as i have tomoato haning out of my mouth
Guava421: though that was impressive
sdkfjla: For some reason, I'm always impressed that I can put a quart of food inside of my stomach.
Guava421: proud of ya
Guava421: i don't wanna go
sdkfjla: Who was it?
Guava421: alison
sdkfjla: Oh, that'll be fine. I thought it was the one who wasn't always back there.
sdkfjla: Well?
Guava421: oh, im not in trouble
sdkfjla: Were they discussing what great present to get for me for Christmas?
Guava421: no.
sdkfjla: Is that a "yes" smile?
sdkfjla: Damn.
sdkfjla: What were you talking about?
sdkfjla: Was it girly?
sdkfjla: I'm rather enjoying myself here.
sdkfjla: Think I'm very funny.



sdkfjla: Throw paper clips - or staples.
Guava421: ill throw you, bitch!
sdkfjla: Throw something damnit.
sdkfjla: Wasn't that a good release?
Guava421: you wont like what i pick.
sdkfjla: You'll notice that I quickly got my coffee out of there.
Guava421: damn you, carroll
sdkfjla: Too smart for those games.
Guava421: too smart for nothin!
sdkfjla: Smart enough to be enjoying my coffee - thanks, by the way.




Guava421: blah blah blah
Guava421: blah
Guava421: bleh
sdkfjla: Rant rant rant.
sdkfjla: blahblehblahbleh
Guava421: copy cat
sdkfjla: I like that change of letters.
sdkfjla: copy cat
Guava421: oh you htink you are so cut with that pen. you aret ven typing!
sdkfjla: oh you htink you are so cut with that pen. you aret ven typing!
Guava421: do not type that
sdkfjla: do no type that
Guava421: you son of a bitch
Guava421: do no type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitch
sdkfjla: do no type taht
Guava421: you son of a bitch
Guava421: do no type taht
sdkfjla: you son of a bitch
sdkfjla: do no type taht
Guava421: you son of a bitch
Guava421: do no type taht
sdkfjla: you son of a bitch
sdkfjla: do not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitch
Guava421: do not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type thatsdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Guava421: you son of a bitchdo not type that
sdkfjla: The last message was not sent because you are over the rate limit. Please wait until sending is re-enabled and send the message again.
sdkfjla: you son of a bitchdo not type that
Comments:
Excuse me, but my IM was "you son of a bitch do not type that." There's a space btwn the words "bitch" and "do."

Later.
 
Bite me.
 
Matt Carroll is a girl. He likes to wear makeup and dresses and pantyhose. He cries at girly movies and paints his toenails. If you call him on it, he will deny it, but it is the truth.
 
And you are?
 
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