The Isolated Blurt Thread XX: The Ghost of Blurt Threads Past

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I can't seem to find the place for converting whiskey shots, ounces of wine and beer, and cheese into steps in my fitbit set-up.
 
It irritates me to find myself growing attached to him, because if I had wanted the responsibility of caring for a pet I'd have picked one out.

No sense in being irritated about it, for the creature has already won. Perhaps not what you wanted, but maybe something you'll come to appreciate in time.
 
I should be getting pretty, ready to go out to dinner. but i'm in bed, in my PJs, petting suzycat. any minute now i'll move.

any... minute... now...
 
I saw this tumblr post that encourages people to change the word "wand" in any Harry Potter sentence to "dick" and I've been reading through the first book, cackling at the results.

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love this :D
 
I don't talk a lot. This is a good thing. :D

I'm more brain than mouth and more action than words. And this is why they pay me the big money. Because I get it done.

Typical work conversations with me aren't some drawn out affair. I don't have that kind of time.

Yesterday I found the lady. I looked her in the eyes and said hi. I said five more words and she nodded and immediately called for assistance over the PA. I walked away. That's it, that's all and that's the way I like it. It works. You're not wasting any time.

It's been like this my whole life.

This is why I like words like cunt and cockface. Short, sharp and to the point.
 
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