Dear Roomies

Whoever shaved her armpits (I pray that I'm correct in that supposition) PLEASE CLEAN YOUR MESS.

It's not funny to try to clean your face and find a bunch of SHAVED HAIR!! In the fucking sink and all around it!

It's fucking disgusting.

Well...okay

Stolen from kijikun

I taste like Bread. I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?

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Dear Teacher whose name I have to learn before reporting you tomorrow:

Look Man, I'm sorry but we can't take it anymore.

We (The group) finished our papers, our investigations, everything is ready and we are just cleaning stuff, you know, checking grammar and such.

Why in hell did you decided that his was a good time to tell us what the work must include and how we should write it.

You are supposed to give us that kind of things BEFORE we even start working in the paper.

It's like asking us to bake a cake, wait for when we are adding the frosting and then give us the recipe.

It's not cool man.

Now we all have to write the damn thing again, in less than a week.

Thank you very much

Metalocalypse

The new chapter, Healthklok is perhaps the craziest thing I've seen.

For a while there I felt like tripping balls, really.




Gif not mine. Credit goes to Sleepdeprived

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