Discussion in 'Bay City, MI' started by Axle-Starweilder, Sep 7, 2005.
sweet, you guys like frito pie?
sometimes i feel like frito pie.
sometimes i feel like your feelings confuse me axle.
that's why everyone hates feelings, at least other people's.
i <3 my feelings.
I feel numb.
i feel as if a great weight has been lifted from off my haunches. and now i feel like going to play castlevania before class.
Axle, I feel empathy.
today i feel like dancing. i'm so happy i don't have to work tonight.
can someone translate that last feeling?!?!?!?!
Drunk is the word and the word is krunk. iv come to the realization in my stuper of drunk. there is a marina acrost the street from my house. and since it is winter now and the boats are cold, dry, up on stilts and covered in snow and plastic(plastic first then snow), were do all the bums go. i have a fealing that they lay waiting for the warm sunshine, hibernatin if you will, in the boats. underneath all that snow and plastic, lay a civilization of comunal bums. working, interdependantly with one another to survive this cold winter. this is just a drunken theroy, but....but it could be the true fact that so many over look.
sorry if this is spelled baddly.
teh bums sleepz in de boatz.
ant'ny! i lovez joo!!!
I feel like it's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.
i have that same feeling j.p.!!!!
Yep. We'd better go find some whiskey.
maybe you should get some henessey.
Just as long as it's not Chris.
Edit: wait a durned minute... this isn't word association.