Typhoid
03-06-2006, 03:00 AM
As I sit here and think of our various memories that we have established over the years, I wonder what the point of a post on an internet forum is. Then I remember it's so I can say I did it. Because I'm an *******, let's face it.
So today is your birthday. And as the song says, you can cry if you want to. Cry if you want to. Cry, if you want to.
But then I'm remembered of that other song that says "Big girls dont cry."
So really you're in some sort of crying paradox.
So today is the day you are 19, and legal. Not like you drink anyways. But if you did, you are now able to go purchase alcoholic beverages, with the added on bonus of Jonads asking you to boot for him. (He's already been trying to work me over months prior to my birthday.)
I shall now take the time to say some things only you and I will understand:
-Dylan: "We'll learn to feel ways about stuff!"
-Dylan: "What do you call tw-"
Sean: "Fur traders."
-Dylan: "Hey Sean, whats that stupid show that stupid people watch?"
Sean: "Coronation street?"
Dylan: "Yeah, thats the one."
-Dylan: "I'm going to go get crackers."
Sean: "I'll come too, we can carry more crackers that way!"
So as I sit here, wondering why I'm spending time on this. I remember that old chinese proverb. I dont know what it meant when I first heard it, and I still dont.
I hope you sleep well tonight with no gangrapes involved, and no chloroforme flowers sniffed.
And as the great Dylan said last:
Dylan (Mostly Harmless.) says:
poop!
So today is your birthday. And as the song says, you can cry if you want to. Cry if you want to. Cry, if you want to.
But then I'm remembered of that other song that says "Big girls dont cry."
So really you're in some sort of crying paradox.
So today is the day you are 19, and legal. Not like you drink anyways. But if you did, you are now able to go purchase alcoholic beverages, with the added on bonus of Jonads asking you to boot for him. (He's already been trying to work me over months prior to my birthday.)
I shall now take the time to say some things only you and I will understand:
-Dylan: "We'll learn to feel ways about stuff!"
-Dylan: "What do you call tw-"
Sean: "Fur traders."
-Dylan: "Hey Sean, whats that stupid show that stupid people watch?"
Sean: "Coronation street?"
Dylan: "Yeah, thats the one."
-Dylan: "I'm going to go get crackers."
Sean: "I'll come too, we can carry more crackers that way!"
So as I sit here, wondering why I'm spending time on this. I remember that old chinese proverb. I dont know what it meant when I first heard it, and I still dont.
I hope you sleep well tonight with no gangrapes involved, and no chloroforme flowers sniffed.
And as the great Dylan said last:
Dylan (Mostly Harmless.) says:
poop!