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Not a frequent occurence I can assure you. After sneezing myself half to death on the dust, and chiseling some ominous looking tissues off the carpet, from behind my bedside drawers, I happened upon a small Iranian boy seeking refuge amongst my many copies of Viz.
I asked him about his bare-faced cheek and his clear intrusion into my pit, and would have chastised him right there and then with extreme prejudice, but before I could give him the back of my hand, he offered me a curious story. A tale of riches, murder and fantastic mystical creatures. A tale so captivating it changed my view of the world forever.
In the end I changed my mind and beat him to within an inch of his life. It seemed, according to his yelling and pointing, that he had climbed into my room through the first story bedroom window, so it was only fair he leave that way immediately. Cheeky little fella. I'll never forget that story.
I asked him about his bare-faced cheek and his clear intrusion into my pit, and would have chastised him right there and then with extreme prejudice, but before I could give him the back of my hand, he offered me a curious story. A tale of riches, murder and fantastic mystical creatures. A tale so captivating it changed my view of the world forever.
In the end I changed my mind and beat him to within an inch of his life. It seemed, according to his yelling and pointing, that he had climbed into my room through the first story bedroom window, so it was only fair he leave that way immediately. Cheeky little fella. I'll never forget that story.
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That was fantastic.
Thankyou for that pointless yet humourous interlude.
Thankyou for that pointless yet humourous interlude.
I cleaned my room the other day and found some kind of small bugs underneath my bed. They arnt bed-bugs for sure, but it kinda creeped me out. They are about 1mm long and have two dark bits at each end, with legs like fuzz, does any1 know what the hell they r?
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ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> and chiseling some ominous looking tissues off
> the carpet, from behind my bedside drawers,
Oh, my.
Borat, Shame on You.
Naughty Boy.
Did I Just Say...?
Oh God.
*watches bit of Grand Prix to retain straightness*
> and chiseling some ominous looking tissues off
> the carpet, from behind my bedside drawers,
Oh, my.
Borat, Shame on You.
Naughty Boy.
Did I Just Say...?
Oh God.
*watches bit of Grand Prix to retain straightness*
Not a frequent occurence I can assure you. After sneezing myself half to death on the dust, and chiseling some ominous looking tissues off the carpet, from behind my bedside drawers, I happened upon a small Iranian boy seeking refuge amongst my many copies of Viz.
I asked him about his bare-faced cheek and his clear intrusion into my pit, and would have chastised him right there and then with extreme prejudice, but before I could give him the back of my hand, he offered me a curious story. A tale of riches, murder and fantastic mystical creatures. A tale so captivating it changed my view of the world forever.
In the end I changed my mind and beat him to within an inch of his life. It seemed, according to his yelling and pointing, that he had climbed into my room through the first story bedroom window, so it was only fair he leave that way immediately. Cheeky little fella. I'll never forget that story.
I asked him about his bare-faced cheek and his clear intrusion into my pit, and would have chastised him right there and then with extreme prejudice, but before I could give him the back of my hand, he offered me a curious story. A tale of riches, murder and fantastic mystical creatures. A tale so captivating it changed my view of the world forever.
In the end I changed my mind and beat him to within an inch of his life. It seemed, according to his yelling and pointing, that he had climbed into my room through the first story bedroom window, so it was only fair he leave that way immediately. Cheeky little fella. I'll never forget that story.
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