The Isolated Blurt Thread XIX: Ice Cream Has No Bones

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I hate that!

I have an amazing huntsman story, but ugh. So much typing involved and I'm still so sleepy.

I hope the bug doesn't come back.

I dunno. I flicked it off my shoulder, and across the room I was so surprised to see it. I hope my dog found it and ate it.
 
You know, I've read those words over and over, and each time I come to the same conclusion.

Egotistical cunt :cool:
 
I must be the first person on many peoples contact list or my friends are just juvenile or both, but I sure do get a lot of butt dials.
 
I am not feeling well.

I think it was the mall.

Malls are evil.

Malls, or shopping precincts as normal folks call them, always make me feel sick. I think it's the lack of fresh air and feckless morons en masse shuffling about that make me want to take to my bed or go on a killing spree. There was a nutter here years back who went mad with a knife in House of Fraser. I so get that.
 
I shouldn't hear whistling from my new windshield, should I?

God dammit.
 
That was surely the shortest thunderstorm ever. One clap of thunder, heavy down pour. It passed over in under two minutes.
 
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