hva http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceHnUrUAbho Hahahaha! I hate that man.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sarYH0z948&mode=related&search GAHGAH!
 

Damn, that is a fugly bird. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Condorchick.jpg

http://www.ifilm.com/ifilmdetail/2731233?pg=latest&htv=12 Awwwwww!

I want your eyes to bleed when you read my page.

My LJ is bitchin'.

Charlie and the Chocolate factory was fuckin' A. Brilliantus, I say. Johnny Depp was absolutely hilarious and perfect as Willy Wonka, and I love the kid who played him as a boy; he was so sweet and I felt so sorry for him! Awww...

But was I the only one who walked out of that movie theater with an insane urge to brush my teeth?

The US has now got a foreign debt of over $4.5 trillion... Woops!

mood: creative

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/drevil.html

Go to the one in the bottom right corner called "laughs (with music)"! Haha, it's brilliant! This is how I wanna laugh.

Reply with your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. You must put this on your livejournal.

How You Life Your Life

You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness. You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.

WELL, this was frighteningly close to the truth... I'm such a pussy when it comes to confrontations; I hate 'em. And I'm too proud too, too protective of my "self image". Haha. But the self control thing...Does that include temptations, such as cake and sweets? 'Cause I don't have ANY control over that! But the best friend thingy doesn't add up, since I have SEVERAL best friends <3 Not a lot of "aquaintences" per se, but a close group of best friends. I like that :) Ah, fuckitt. It's just a stoopid test anyway.

mood: hungry music: Monty Burns- See My Vest (BITCH!) tags: fuck u all suck!

You are Pocahontas!


Which Disney Princess are you? {Pretty pictures!}
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Wow, I don't know what to say! It's the Hands of Fate at work again! That is so cool.

I'm afraid I'm gonna end up like one of those old ladies who live alone with 13 cats. I don't like cats, so this could be a problem. I don't like people either for that matter- people are idiots, I can't say that often enough. So yeah, I have a problem, but hopefully it's a problem I won't have to deal with in a loo-oong time. Maybe what I have to do is to make sure I start liking cats...?

 NO GOD, DON'T BE SUCH A BITCH!!!

 

 Ok, these guys are cute. I love ducks. And chickens.

You are the pilot.


Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.
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w00t, I'm the pilot!

mood: tired music: Pochahontas- That song where she sings about the nature...

Who wants to drive anyway?? It sucks ass! Today I had my worst driving experienco ever: Sandvika, in pouring rain, and in the dark. Thanks a lot, Dad. It was great. I nearly ran over a couple of people, but hey, who hasn't done that like a thousand times. Haha. Then there was the curb, which decided it wanted to be placed like a METER into the car lane so that I couldn't possibly avoid it, because there was so much rain falling, and so freaking dark I couldn't have seen people even if they'd decided to thrown themselves right onto my wind shield. Not that I would've minded of course, people are idiots anyway. Stupid fucking traffic.

So I've decided to send my little 'nôte par complaînte' to the fuckfaces (:F) at Wrigley's, kindly demanding compensation for my severe mental and dental trauma. I just need a mail- and/or an e-mail adress , and then I'm set to go. So, I guess what I'm asking you people who read my LJ to do, is aid me in my search for an adress to which I can send my shit. Ha, they won't know what hit 'em. Fuckfaces (:F).

Dear Wrigly's, (<----- mis-spelled, haha!)

My name is Pis T. Off, and I am writing this letter because I have a complaint about one of your products: Extra Spearmint sugarfree gum.

I have always been a devoted consumer of this particular product of yours because I immensly enjoy the crisp flavour and the sweet freshness your chewing gum leaves in my mouth after consumption. Because of this fondness, I have taken to only buying this single product over the last couple of years, since I know that I can rely on you as a fine and trusted producer of one of my favorite products on the market.

But lately my fondness and loyalty has been abused and raped in ways I did not think possible: Product misplacement. In three separate and individual packs AND stores, I have bought my trusted Wrigley's Spearmint gum, only to find that the contents did not agree with me: Silver Extra Sweet Mint, my LEAST favorite gum. This calls for an explanation. Why, and more importantly how did your individual, and very different products end up in the wrong wrappings? I wonder if it is either poor management or simply a lack of care corrupting your facilities these days?

As I have suffered both mentally and physically because of this gum rape, I would say that a reasonable reparation is called for in this case.

Yours sincerely

"WHAT YOU LOOKIN' AT, BITCH!"

"What's that, BITCH?

You gotta help me figure out who this reminds me of...I think it might be a Russian guy or something.

  *GRRRR*  

"You SHADDAPP!"

"That shut HIM up!"

Last night at work there was this BITCH of a woman who yelled at me. Well, not yelled as in 'cussed and called me a whore', but who spoke to me in a less than pleasant way. Bitch. I hate people who are so full of self-important bullshit that they seem to think that no matter WHAT crap they have to say, they seem to think that I should immediately find it interesting and important and worth taking note of. I didn't take note of what she said to me, and I am not, under any circumstances, planning on stopping doing what she thought I was doing wrong. Bitch. And I don't mean: "OMFG UR SUCH A BITCH!!11LOL!!!11", I mean "You fucking bitch." And all I did was accidentally letting her fucking MILK slide down to join some other guy's lumper. I'm seriouse, I wanted to hurt that damn cow. So bad. I wanted to smash her ugly face in. And she had an ugly kid too. What an ugly kid that was. Looked just like her. Bitch.

mood: cheerful music: Israel Kamakawiwo'ole- Over the Rainbow/What a Beautiful Wor

So basicly I'm not doing shajt. HAHA! I like.

Oh my Lord, today when I was washing the stairs, there was this gigantic spider on the floor!! I almost jumped out of my skin! I had goosebumps all over my arms, and I started shivering from sheer fright! Then I realized it was dead, and that I had to remove it by hand! I almost lost it. I hate spiders. SO much. *shudders* And it was HUGE, did I mention that? Almost THIS BIG:

 

No wait, it was definitely bigger. Anyway, it was huge and it freaked me out.

mood: distressed music: Stuntmaterz- The Ladyboy is Mine