In the area of getting utterly fucked over, I racked up another de-merit (or is that merit?) just about two minutes ago. In case it was not clear earlier, God Can suck my non-existent dick. My cell phone is inexplicably soggy. When I say inexplicably, I don't mean I might have thrown it into a pitcher of martinis. I meant INEXPLICABLY SOGGY.
Name of this blog should be, heretofore, JESUS HATES ME DOT ORG.
**updated** Jesus still wants to turn my brain into pudding, and my phone still does not work.
9 comments:
Are you drunk? Because if so, I fully endorse your drunk blogging.
You did not just say that!
are you drunk? why do you want a dick.. trust me.. you are only going to add to your miseries that way.. i had a phone too that had got all soaked up and screwd. so i bought the cheapest one with least features. and now i am happy.. prob solved
Lurve you.
xoxo
Jesus may hate you, but I love your socks.
Yep.. Sounds like Jesus' work to me.
Nina said: God Can suck my non-existent dick.
And that's when wine came out of my nose.
Inexplicably soggy sucks. If it had been dunked in a pitcher of martinis you could at least have the joy of getting a buzz while sucking it dry.
Believe me, you don't want a dick cuz you get all pissy when it's not licked or rubbed on a frequent basis. heh
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