Overheard just now: Female Student #1 to Female Student #2, sadly: "I just don't know why David isn't buying me better gifts now that he has more disposable income." FS#2, sincerely: "I know you two are meant to be together. You should tell him."
I don't suppose they're in a class where you could suggest He's Just Not That Into You as a topic of discussion?
The fucking fucker's fucked, fuck it.
I think that next week, I shall speak using nothing but swear words.
You all know where the curse jar leads, right? [link] (caution, profanity audio)
Shocking. This is hardly the level of discourse I come here for. Fuck all y'all.
Shocking. This is hardly the level of discourse I come here for. Fuck all y'all.
Let me improve this for you:
Fucking Shocking. This is hardly the fucking level of fucking discourse I fucking come the fuck here for. Fuck all y'fuckingall.
I have no idea what we will do for afterschool care. I have someone who can pick him up 2 days a week, but that is it.
Try Craig's List. That's how we found Emmett's aftercare person when he was in kindergarten.
"Slaughter on 10th Avenue" was composed by Richard Rodgers - a very dramatic bit of film music.
Aw, and then I had to go look up the British celebrity swearing advert: [link]