A Punch to the Face...a Venting Thread!
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ChefChiTown
The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
I feel the same way buddy. Girls are a mysterious thing. But, luckily, you WILL find a girl to make you think otherwise. It might not be today, it might not be tomorrow, but it will happen.
Back to the thread though...
The only food in your apartment being leftover pizza...literally, the ONLY food!!!
ChefChiTown
The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
I hate masturbating out of pure boredom and then actually getting in the mood like a half hour later.
ChefChiTown
The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
1) My grandma was recently diagnosed with brain cancer. It was caused because she was also diagnosed with a rare genetic disease that causes brain cancer, so my mom is now at a huge risk to get brain cancer before she turns 60 years old.
2) My dad had a heart attack a few years ago and has recently been told that his heart is slowly failing on him. The doctors are all saying that there is nothing they can do to help.
3) I feel like putting my face through a plate glass window, but since I don't have one, I'll just do this...
:crash::crash::crash::crash::crash:
2) My dad had a heart attack a few years ago and has recently been told that his heart is slowly failing on him. The doctors are all saying that there is nothing they can do to help.
3) I feel like putting my face through a plate glass window, but since I don't have one, I'll just do this...
:crash::crash::crash::crash::crash:
I can think of one right now, I've only been at the job for about 6 months but my fucking little toad of a boss needs the shit beat out of him. He's one of the most OBNOXIOUS STOOPID motherfuckers I have ever met. He's one of these people that keeps pointing out what is wrong, and etc etc etc etc etc.
I just want to stomp all over his short ass, time to look for another job
I just want to stomp all over his short ass, time to look for another job
In my experience they do that just to make themselves feel like their doing something useful when in fact they are pretty worthless and do nothing of note all day.
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I didn't even say it pertained to the forum Fox. Take your "looking for a debate cause its all about me" self and carry on with the other members and leave me alone.
This thread is for vents, members posts don't require replies.
LL
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You're right Fox, you can say anything you want to to me. In fact lately you seem to be able to do and say and do anything you want on this board.
There simply was no point it you mocking my post. No point in using Gods name in vain. Are you that bored you're fallowing people to games to try and start debates? That post doesn't wear wings baby, it mocks the two things I posted that I disliked. It was an intentional slam at me at my post. Look how many times you said the very words I spoke of. Hope you feel like a man and feel you achieved something in your little mockery. LOL
BTW its not piece its peace. :hatsoff:Have a good day.
LL
I think next year for the holidays, instead of spending SO much time with my family and possible future in-laws, I might do something slightly less painful... Like drill screws into my toes.
I was just thinking about all the rude people at the big box retailers where they offer shopping carts. This is why I cannot stand these places and support downtown shopping and businesses. People in these big places should have a license to drive carts. People were soo rude this holiday I found myself angry and left my cart full of stuff putting off shopping until the last minute. Leaving carts in the middle of the isle so no one can get through, and nine times out of ten when I said something I was the asshole. I spent Christmas in NYC last year and people were not half as rude there as they were in my town.
ChefChiTown
The secret ingredient? MY BALLS
People walk all over me. For whatever reason, people just love to trample all over me. I give and I give and I give on a constant basis. I give everybody everything that they need and so much more, and I don't even hesitate to do so. Whether it's a ride to work, $20 for groceries, friendly advice or emotional support, everyone who knows me knows that they can come to me for anything and they'll get it from me. I almost never, ever ask for anything in return, as I just want to be able to help people that I care about in their times of need.
Now, when one of those very, very rare moments comes along, where I do ask for something in return, I never, ever fucking get it. The second that I actually need somebody to be there for me, they act as if they're too busy or too important to deal with it. What the fuck?
I bend over backwards to give people what they need and I don't ever hesitate to do so. But, the one time that I'll ask for a tiny bit of support, it's as if I don't even exist.
Remember when your boyfriend broke up with you and devastated you? Remember how I stayed up with you, talking to you on the phone until 5AM for 2 weeks in a row, even though I had school every morning? Remember how I spent $600 to catch a flight back home so I could cheer you up and help you get over it? Remember how I, not once, expected anything in return for doing so?
Remember all of the rides I gave you and, not once, asked for gas money? Remember all of those times that I walked you home, just to make sure you got home safely? Remember how I was the only guy in your life who did such a thing, without trying to grope you, kiss you or get you into bed? Remember how many phone conversations we had, where you would bitch and moan about life and I would sit there and listen? Remember how lucky you said you were, to have a guy like me in your life?
Remember when I called you and left a message, saying that I needed to talk to you as soon as possible? Remember how that was in February and you still haven't called me back?
Seriously, is it so hard to pick up a fucking phone? Is it so hard to return just a little of the love and support that you get from me? For fuck's sake, the world doesn't revolve around you. Other people have problems too, you know. You're not the only one who cries, you selfish bitches.
I'm sick and tired of people who think that picking up a phone and listening for a minute is such a God damned chore. I'm sick and tired of people who act as if they love you and care about you, but when the time comes to prove it, they run away from you as fast as they can.
I guess I'm just sick and tired of caring. Why care about other people if they're never going to care about you? Sure, they say that they care, but...do they?
The answer: NO, they don't
Talk is cheap, especially when it comes to love. And, you bitches, you are the cheapest, most frugal pieces of shit that I have ever met in my life. Fuck you and everything about you. There is going to come a day where those shit-eating grins get wiped off of your faces and you're going to need somebody like me to make you smile again...only I won't be there.
I'll be here...relishing in your heartache.
Now, when one of those very, very rare moments comes along, where I do ask for something in return, I never, ever fucking get it. The second that I actually need somebody to be there for me, they act as if they're too busy or too important to deal with it. What the fuck?
I bend over backwards to give people what they need and I don't ever hesitate to do so. But, the one time that I'll ask for a tiny bit of support, it's as if I don't even exist.
Remember when your boyfriend broke up with you and devastated you? Remember how I stayed up with you, talking to you on the phone until 5AM for 2 weeks in a row, even though I had school every morning? Remember how I spent $600 to catch a flight back home so I could cheer you up and help you get over it? Remember how I, not once, expected anything in return for doing so?
Remember all of the rides I gave you and, not once, asked for gas money? Remember all of those times that I walked you home, just to make sure you got home safely? Remember how I was the only guy in your life who did such a thing, without trying to grope you, kiss you or get you into bed? Remember how many phone conversations we had, where you would bitch and moan about life and I would sit there and listen? Remember how lucky you said you were, to have a guy like me in your life?
Remember when I called you and left a message, saying that I needed to talk to you as soon as possible? Remember how that was in February and you still haven't called me back?
Seriously, is it so hard to pick up a fucking phone? Is it so hard to return just a little of the love and support that you get from me? For fuck's sake, the world doesn't revolve around you. Other people have problems too, you know. You're not the only one who cries, you selfish bitches.
I'm sick and tired of people who think that picking up a phone and listening for a minute is such a God damned chore. I'm sick and tired of people who act as if they love you and care about you, but when the time comes to prove it, they run away from you as fast as they can.
I guess I'm just sick and tired of caring. Why care about other people if they're never going to care about you? Sure, they say that they care, but...do they?
The answer: NO, they don't
Talk is cheap, especially when it comes to love. And, you bitches, you are the cheapest, most frugal pieces of shit that I have ever met in my life. Fuck you and everything about you. There is going to come a day where those shit-eating grins get wiped off of your faces and you're going to need somebody like me to make you smile again...only I won't be there.
I'll be here...relishing in your heartache.
Ace Boobtoucher
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I'd like to punch Paris Hilton, Drew Barrymore, Kate Hudson, Rosie O'Donnel, Rosie Perez and Madonna right in the face.
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