(December 18, 2013 at 4:01 am)feeling Wrote:Quote:considering that making fun of the handicapped is rather immoralNow you hurt my feelings
You had it coming, hooker. You should count your stars lucky that you aren't crying in a ditch somewhere, your knife by the wrist, ready to do the deed.
I need to completely stay clear of him for a few days. He's moving out this week, and he's only got the bed left in the house. I say this, because if I don't? I could very well blow up at him, in a fit of anger, malice, and bloodlust. Probably with a chef's knife, or my own bare hands, teeth, and elbows.
I'm serious... I could kill him. His actions are absolutely inexcusable.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
