Tuesday, November 15, 2005
my one true love I call thee internet
Oh my brothers, this post is a welcome relief from the disaster that is currently taking hold on my history paper and that bloody word count. I had merry thought I had finished my paper only to check word count and find I am a thousand fucking words short!!! How could I have been so naive? How could I of underestimated my word count so?!?!! It's the friggin' lame ass philosophy papers I have been writing, they have tainted me however with their freakishly small world count. Now excuse me, I'm off to smash my head against the keyboard for the next 10 minutes to increase my word count. DANG!
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. . . I have to wake up in four hours but it's done. Sweet merciful god it's done.
I get to do this all over again for another history paper tomorrow!!
Somebody please shoot me.
The gun is loaded.
*shakes fist* merci beaucoup mon frere!!
Leave Miss Chels alone! :(
You moron, did you leave it till the last possible second again? Dammit Chelsey. I will not catch you roaming the halls of Tory again!
-K
I thought you should have a copy of Dave Lloyd's song.
I Don't Wanna Buy Your Shit (from Survival of the Prettiest)
My shitty basement suite is clean enough without you Mr. Clean
It's amazing how strong that paper towel is but who cares?
If I buy that toilet paper does it come with fuzzy white kittens?
Fuzzy white kittens
I might buy that toilet paper if you stop calling it bathroom tissue
Actually, no I won't
Cuz I don't wanna buy your shit
I don't wanna buy that crap
Stuff it up your ass you stupid capitalist pigs
I don't wanna buy your shit
Throw the tv in the trash
Throw it out the window and hope it lands on one of you capitalist pigs
My life is complete enough without going to see the latest Tom Cruise film
I hope no one beats me up for not wearing the clothes those overpaid schizophrenics wear
If I collect all the merchandise of your dumb movie will the girls at school talk to me?
I might buy the merchandise cross-advertised at the fast-food joint
Actually no I won't
I don't wanna see your flick
I don't wanna watch that crap
Stuff it up your ass you stupid capitalist pigs
I don't wanna see your flick
I would rather read a book
Go for a walk or sing a song about you stupid capitalist pigs
[insert random bad things]
My style is swank enough without getting a load of Britney's pears
It's amazing that 'N Sink wrote the lyrics to their latest crap
I can't believe you've never heard of Matchbox 20
Considering how bad they suck
You can like your world music but if you don't like the Matthew Good Band
Then you're not Canadian
I don't wanna hear your tunes
I don't wanna hear that crap
Stuff up your ass you capitalist pigs
I don't wanna hear your tunes
I would rather drink some lead
Or listen to something like this:
Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggggthththththththbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttttttttttttgghhhhhh
You stupid capitalist pigs
La la laaaaaa
It's like it was MADE for you!
-K
well except for the Matt Good smash . . . I like the Nickelback version better.
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