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Fucking snoring.. I swear, if i could create a disease to selectively kill people, those mother fuckers would be #2 on the list, right after I got all the idiots.
Well maybe #3, my neighbors need to go to, along with their entire gene pool.
but back to snoring. My dad snored like a gorilla until he vanished in the mist. Snore so loud I swear you could feel the vibrations through the house. It used to keep me up when my room was the "guest" room on the other side of the house, and all doors were shut. Due to the child hood trauma I cringe, wince, and have the urge to choke anyone that I hear snore.
Ok, now that I have that covered. All these ... people? on my space keep trying to add me as a friend. Wtf, you can't send me a message first? I don't get it. Why add someone as a friend if you don't ever want to talk to them. Is our society so socially depraved that people need to have a 1 inch picture of someone they know jack shit about to pretend they fit into something?
Which remind me about a recent conversation..
"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
but those tired, poor, huddled masses can not arise to the challenge that being free presents, and thus that golden lamp is grower dimmer as time passes by.
Peace
Fucking snoring.. I swear, if i could create a disease to selectively kill people, those mother fuckers would be #2 on the list, right after I got all the idiots.
Well maybe #3, my neighbors need to go to, along with their entire gene pool.
but back to snoring. My dad snored like a gorilla until he vanished in the mist. Snore so loud I swear you could feel the vibrations through the house. It used to keep me up when my room was the "guest" room on the other side of the house, and all doors were shut. Due to the child hood trauma I cringe, wince, and have the urge to choke anyone that I hear snore.
Ok, now that I have that covered. All these ... people? on my space keep trying to add me as a friend. Wtf, you can't send me a message first? I don't get it. Why add someone as a friend if you don't ever want to talk to them. Is our society so socially depraved that people need to have a 1 inch picture of someone they know jack shit about to pretend they fit into something?
Which remind me about a recent conversation..
"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
but those tired, poor, huddled masses can not arise to the challenge that being free presents, and thus that golden lamp is grower dimmer as time passes by.
Peace
deathhippie:
A funny ha ha