If only the Joe Strummers and the Sid Viscious' of the world ate at Subway, with extra bacon, no less; they would still be alive making elevator music for scumfucks like you.
P.S- Stop writing in the third person, you sound like a dick
Lawyerji, you tho are making lesser sense with that elevator music response than the band name Blue Oyster Cult. Aur tennu Kenny G pasand nahin? Blasphemy. Meri salaah le, ditch this jalebee shalebee maiden shaiden and get yourself The Essential Kenny G. Then you'll know jaano what zindagi is.
MT: Yeah well, I make little sense when I'm down with the flu. As for Kenny G, no thanks. Everytime I hear Kenny, I feel like shoving that clarinet up his skinny arse.
And why do you keep dropping jalebees everytime we talk, eh? :P
I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.... no, really.
You STILL wanna know? Right then.
I'm a lawyer. I'm a grouch. I'm a people watcher. I have one 'god', but I worship no one. I'm very good with kids and animals, but I freak out most other living creatures. It's my solemn wish that all hip-hop artists be made to walk the plank. I also give away flowers on certain days of the year.
This page isn't really about pirates. It's about A Pirate. Who waits the long and often lonely wait, for his ship to sail back into port. And for the bastard who pinched it in the first place.
11 Scallywags have walked the Plank |:
Get pissed. Destroy!
The only way to be...
Yet, no future :)
Hehe... Stick it to the Man! eh?
Thought you were already ;)
Aka Anansi
Me: Was I? Heh. Not really anarchy..more like a disinterested revolutionary :P
sex pistols?
If only the Joe Strummers and the Sid Viscious' of the world ate at Subway, with extra bacon, no less; they would still be alive making elevator music for scumfucks like you.
P.S- Stop writing in the third person, you sound like a dick
El: What else? Sid Vicious in all his skinny glory.
Anarchy-whatever: I admit I'm a dick. A big, ugly one at that. I'd much rather have the Sex Pistols as elevator music than Kenny-fucking-G.
Lawyerji, you tho are making lesser sense with that elevator music response than the band name Blue Oyster Cult. Aur tennu Kenny G pasand nahin? Blasphemy. Meri salaah le, ditch this jalebee shalebee maiden shaiden and get yourself The Essential Kenny G. Then you'll know jaano what zindagi is.
MT: Yeah well, I make little sense when I'm down with the flu. As for Kenny G, no thanks. Everytime I hear Kenny, I feel like shoving that clarinet up his skinny arse.
And why do you keep dropping jalebees everytime we talk, eh? :P
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