RETARDED TO THE EXTREME
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Between the Buried and MeRETARDED TO THE EXTREME
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=lame%20as%20fuck
i’m so fucking lame
lame-ass fucker
“fuc ker”
fuck this gay earth
I’m so fucking lame and unremarkable I want to fucking kickpunch myself in the dick and face simultaneously
dickpunch
I should drop out of my education, break up with my girlfriend and start doing crystal meth
Turn it to shit before I can turn it to gold
Life choices
I have six…. this being one. I haven’t updated them in awhile.
http://www.tumblr.com/blog/themechanicalband
—Horse the band memories
http://www.tumblr.com/blog/actioncityfigures
—photos of the toy room.
http://www.tumblr.com/blog/motbu
—My life boner for he-man
http://www.tumblr.com/blog/xeoptoylove
—The origin of my love for toys
haha shit. I have that Krang figure in your “profile” pic or whatever at http://xeoptoylove.tumblr.com sitting on my shelf.
Good times.
GF: It’s a pretty nice street to live on. We have a bike repair shop, a hairdresser…
Me: … a pizzaria…
GF: … and thai hookers and kiosks.
last night i dreamt that I were friends with Brian Warner and, among other things, cooked eggs for him. I was also making music with James Earl Jones.
Oh. And also someone had tried to steal my laptop, but when they couldn’t guess the password they just threw it in a puddle. Assholes.
I decided to create a new blog that will hold all future HORSE the band-related content. Go follow it here:
- My girlfriend when seeing that Little House on the Prairie was on.
I’m never going outside again unless I need a place to throw up.
Me: Because I’m bigger and stronger than you.
Girlfriend: Not if I stabbed you with a knife.
dash is such a fucking cool dude. It’s so strange how he comes across as a kind of dark person and doesn’t really open up during the entire ten hour Earth Tour Documentary and then spends ten minutes in part five talking about how love is the meaning of life while wandering around lost in the streets of Sweden.