Why does everybody love Pixel?
90. I’ve never made more than $7 an hour… yeah, I was getting ripped off for years, then I graduated and couldn’t find a job I liked or that paid well. I’m ashamed of that. Dear World, So… I’m back. …
90. I’ve never made more than $7 an hour… yeah, I was getting ripped off for years, then I graduated and couldn’t find a job I liked or that paid well. I’m ashamed of that. Dear World, So… I’m back. …
Just saw Paris Hilton’s ad and… it was okay, I guess. More than anything, it’s just hilarious that it’s news.
Here’s another strategy. It requires: No will to live Assume you’re about to get mugged. Step 1. Pull the pin to a grenade. Step 2. Hold it up and stare into the eyes of death. Step 3. Grin ear-to-ear menacingly.…
I propose a new term: subacquaintances. That is, people that send you application requests and pokes on facebook.
I am now in a plane. Take THAT aeronautical safety!
89. When I was 14 I made a conscious decision to be honest and stop making up stories. As a direct result, I’ve become a terrible, terrible liar. … And now, back to semi-retirement.
loo? os s? s???
Why is it that the teacher’s lecture in any given movie is always directly related to the plot of the movie?
I will trade problems with anyone. ANYONE. Sight unseen. Message me for information
I need a gay friend I can share all of my secrets with. Any applicants? We offer basic medical and are willing to train on the job.
Have you ever shared a secret with the absolute WRONG person? Yeah……….. so it goes
I once beat myself senseless in shadowboxing.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Can I swear here? Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Dear World: I’m beginning to think Mark Twain was a jackass. ALSO: All may have been discovered, I might have to flee the country.
88. I am a citizen of the world, but only two countries recognize my nationality: Mexico and the U.S. So weird. What’s this? Am I eating a cookie? How did that come about? Well, I’m glad you ask, World. See,…
My mom just sent me a friend request on hi5… I think I’m going to go ahead and hang myself now.
87. I’m afraid of waiters, secretaries, and janitors. Seriously. They have so much power over such a small area of your life that I fear angering them.
So the final Michigan compromise is EXACTLY what they had agreed to two WEEKS ago? Wow. Lame.