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Quote: KillerPicklez said:Got some bomb ass pulled pork for dinner. Nom nom nom
That sounds fucking awesome in comparison to my cup noodles
Also - I like NY, but only because I'm from NY. I've never cared much for baseball. I just like hockey, but I always root for my states team no matter what. If they make it to the end, I'll watch the world series.
-------------------- Of course it's happening inside your head.
Why should that mean it isn't real?
I don't like sports. Unless it's a game of Ejaculation Extermination, or "Gun" for short.
-------------------- "She quickly stood up & looked down, the door on her shoe had gotten larger. Her shoelaces then quickly took hold of her hands, which caused her to sneeze. She spit on the puddle of liquid rice to her left, hoping it would release the toads from their chains. It did nothing. Desperately she bit into her arm-chair, hoping, praying the bird will hear her call. "Get the lock!" Sponny yelled. But was too late. The door had opened. She quickly grabbed her shoe & threw it, spilling & exposing the contents inside & relaseing those things."
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