I imagine JT being over in Iraq and the kind of shit that must be on his camera and I just cackle maniacally.
That's really, really odd.
Dude, the letters for "cackle maniacally" and "weep into one's hands" are like right next to each other
If Generalissimo Knob isn't featured somewhere on this page, he's almost certainly on one just like it.
Jesus fuck...I cannot believe how hard I just fuck*ng
lolled. Heh--that page is pure comedic gold.
Yeah, andalucia, it is pretty weird. But I have passed the crying-at-my-desk-everytime-a-sad-song-comes-on, and I think it's pretty safe to say that the rose-coloured glasses are off. In fact, they are clenched firmly in one hand, getting ready to be dashed into a million pieces on the hard and unforgiving tarmac as my flight leaves DIA and is Alaska-bound.
Generalissimo Knob (St_Zartan, you RULE), while I will certainly miss some aspects of him, is in ex territory now.
That means, according to §2-5-118 of The Rulebook, I am entitled and encouraged to publicly expound on all his character flaws. As a low-ranked Army grunt (after 6 years in the Reserves he is only an E-4) I can only speculate what kinds of debauchery that went on with a platoon of bored whitetrash kids from Colorado.
At first, the truth hurt. I cringed when my twin sister told me that she was glad we had broken up because he was a loser. Now it is becoming readily apparent that I have a lot to offer this world, and that I was unevenly yoked with JT.
A good friend of mine said that he rather liked my blog because it showed that I was an awesome girlfriend/fiancee while JT was overseas. <3 <3 <3 I thought it was quite chivalrous for him to make mention of that to me, especially as I was berating myself for not being good enough and wallowing in self-blame after the breakup.
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Topic: I should've boosted JT's digicam when he returned from Iraq (Read 3078 times)