I-I'm not sure myself Funky....

I feel like I create the weirdest moments in this thread.

And yes, muscle implants. Men are not working out anymore to get that nice sexy toned body, they're just getting implants under their skin. And it just LOOKS retarded, you can def. tell. And I bet they feel weird. And deceptive as hell, I mean breast implants are meant to be fake but they have no use, muscle implants? When shit pops off the hell are you gonna do water-balloon arms?

Lmfao, you DEFINITELY do!
BUT THATS WHAT MAKES YOU AWESOME.

Cause, I've been in an eternal freakin' funk, and, I struggle for randomosity lately.

Haha, well that's good. 'Cause I got plenty of random up my sleeve. It's about the only thing I'm capable doing.

I'll do my best to spread that cheer across the internet. I've mainly been catching up on my lol pics from the internet.

And now really want me some Lays. Mmm. Damn those commercials, they play catchy music and make the chips look so good light and fluffy. >.<

I've been feeling weird since Tuesday

Haha, chips are kinda gross to me.
I havent eaten yet today. =/

Sounds like you need a good dose of alcohol.

Me? After what the fuck happened this morning, AND today?

I need more than just alcohol.
I need angry sex, mixed with booze, and possibly an entire container of either mini marshmallows, or fucking icecream.

I think u need tea. Red rooibos. A meditative tea

-runs around- I QUOTED DOCTOR WHO DURING SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!

Lol, that was to Funky before I saw your post. But that's my general reccomendation for all problems. Well, the legal one.

You should make yourself an alcoholic smoothie with ice cream. Angry sex is a little harder to find, rough sex probably, but angry kinda needs that personal touch. -loves on- Sorry you've had such a shit time, sounds awful.
And go eat silly.

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Also; am I the only one who cracks up at the This Is How Black People Meet . com commercials?
A friend of mine not too long ago asked another one of my good black friends if that's how black people met and his only response "I dunno, apparently. How the fuck should I know, shit's retarded."

I'd talk about it, except, I can't make it public. xD;

And I've tried tea. Didn't help.
Tried cardio kickboxing, didn't help. xD

The only thing I can talk about, is my kitten.
Or well, moms kitten. Apparently he has some kind of lung collapse disorder, and, we think he may be dying.

That's all right. I understand. -hugs tight-

And ): that's so heart breaking. I know vet's are expensive but have you looked into how much it'll take just to get it looked at? Like see how bad it is?

We did, and, they would just put Cinnie down, if anything.
They wouldnt even give him a fighting chance.

Moms got him at deaths door, I'm still pulling for him, and everyone else says to just put him out of his misery.

Is he in pain? That's kind of the deciding factor. Heartbreaking either way.

No.. hes just.. laying there, you know?
=/