The power to fly, but only when you are underwater.

i'll bash yer foken hed in i swer on me mum Written by: ---Pirater un compte Facebook --- Peace ;)

You are about as entertaining as a child's inflatable punching toy. You bop it, it springs back, you bop it again and you forget it ever existed. It slowly deflates in an unused corner, then one day you throw it away. There's nothing wrong with you that couldn't be cured with a little Prozac and a polo mallet, or, better yet, suicide. Maybe you wouldn't read like such a pathetic loser if you weren't afflicted with mental retardation; if your weren't so fat that when you stand on the weighing scale, it reads: "Sorry, we don't weigh livestock.", or if you didn't have a face like a bulldog chewing a stinging nettle while taking a constipated dump in a heat wave. Who am I kidding? You would. In future, wake up the dozy peglegged hamster operating that wheel-powered brain of yours before you start typing.

How do you keep a blonde entertained? A flash light and string.

after telling someone on a forum to stop whining: "motha fukker lemme tell u wot...were i from you say dat shit you get pop capped dropped and then ur whole family git stuck. i got a gat wit hollo points and they all 4 u."

Suddenly every mp3 on the intarnets is no longer an mp3 or just a regular old file, its a cumtastic podcast. If you were gay enough to buy into stupid pretty white DIGITAL AUDIO PLAYERS that they don't even want you playing mp3's on, then now you can get in a big circle with all your friends and celebrate how unique and esoteric your crap DAP is, and how your also propably dumb enough to drive a beetle.

ethugtxt

Electronic thug. A pale, pimple faced, skinny white kid who would most likely burn up if he came into contact with natural sunlight. Spends all of his time threatening people over the internet to compensate for his lack of a life and hatred of humanity for not accepting him.