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things with eight legs
fuck you.
me and my ladies were all drinking wine, eating 7 layer dip, watching sex in the city in front of a fire then all of a sudden you come outta no where. you were ugly and grotesque, not even you mother loved you thats why she abandoned you in an ugly, off white hanging sack. i realize that you are bigger than a twoonie, but you are indeed worthless. you scared me, and i almost spilt my wine in the dip. then you went for the dip, you evil little fucker, and thats when it was over. the memory of your disgusting existance will live on forever in the form of your guts all over the back of my friend tanyas' travel magazine. p.s. i hate wolf spiders. |
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THEY WON'T DIE IF YOU PUT THEM OUTSIDE. I put them in the toilet...that way I didn't techincally kill them. It's not my fault they can't swim!!!! |
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What you need to do is combine your hatred of spiders with your love of art. Spiders are, as you may know, the purest source of natural black pigment.
So next time Mr. 8 legs shows up, catch him, burn him, grind the carcass up with mortar and pestle, and use that black pigment to make your own, purer than pure black paint. |
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^ I do that, Justin, but I think that the spiders in my house have genetically mutated because it doesn't seem to scare them AT ALL! =(
My scary spider story of yesterday: I went to put on my camel suede shoes, I move them away from the wall and a camel-coloured wolf spider runs inside! I had to shine a flashlight inside, and could only tell where it was by it's shadow! I vacuumed it out, and was still scared for 5 mins to put my foot in! EWWWW! |
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spiders are horrible little monsters.
nothing scares me more....I am so scared in fact that once I came out of the shower and in to my room to change and one of the little wolf beasts went scurrying across my bedroom floor, I was so terrified I ran in to the living room and sat there in a towell for a good two hours before I could work up enough courage to go back in to my room to get dressed. little fawkers. |
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