Wednesday, November 10, 2004

And I ask of Carl:

The following things are diabolical:

*Lost episodes that confuse/amaze the hell out of you
*SIMS 2 and video cards
*broken fingers
*my printer
*people who think getting called a whore is a good thing
*abs
*Microsoft internet Explorer
*BILLIAM (when he brings you blue cheese sauce w/o asking)
*Lying to your parents and claiming to go to the library
*typing with broken fingers
*retarded people with their temps who hit your car while trying to pull into parking spots
*ratarded people who brush alongside the car next to them after rearranging themselves to fit in the parking lot
*Jeopardy
*My parents
*My computer
*trying to grab onto the banister to swing yoruself upstairs with broken fingers
*Carl
*taping your own fingers

thank you.


this has been a public service diabolicocity announcement, brought to you by me.

Now, to south Park I doth traveleth.

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