i'm much less annoyed today than i have been.
baby ya hustle. but me i hustle harder.
I'm feeling like shit... oh yeah, and right now my heart is beating at around 180beats/minute, not doing any effort at all.
I've discovered a fourth overweight woman that wears exactly the same disgusting perfume as the other three. Do they all shop at the same place or something? The stench is horrendous, it has layers, it's like vinegar mixed with chlorine and they all eat you up from the inside when you get a whiff of it <shrugs> Why do they wear it? Can someone tell them to stop?
Don't cry, don't regret and don't blame
Weak find the whip, willing find freedom
Towards the sun, carry your name
In warm hands you are given
Ask the wind for the way
Uncertainty's gone, your path will unravel
Accept all as it is and do not blame
God or the Devil
~Born to Live - Mavrik~
^ That's just the smell of pickled gerkin she dropped from her big mac. It's a fat chick thing.
Live together. Die alone - [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lvi_RCM3FAM[/url]
My dad is kinda fat...he doesn't smell like much of anything in particular. He is like 53 so he isn't old enough to have that old man smell. He is a heavy truck mechanic so sometimes after work he smells like diesel fuel.
Now when I say fat he is like 5'8 220 lbs...he has a beer belly but little chicken legs...he isn't like obese.
Completely baffled by a backward indication
That an inspired word will come across your tongue
Hands moving upward to propel the situation
Have simply halted
And now the conversation's done
I am the EgGmAn
OMG! DONT get me started on fat people....i work with three of the giant muthafcukers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The office is not that big, and in the hot weather, omg they smell musty and they eat constantly..the sound of chewing, gulp and rustling and chewing, gulp and rustling and chewing, gulp and rustling, and they moan about their weight constantly...WELL STOP FCUKING EATING THEN!!!!!!!!!!!!! and one of them even had the nerve to say i have put on a bit of weight-in a shitty bitchy way...errr yeh, thanks i know i have- i did it on purpose to get my tits back after running a fcuking marathon..yes run- that is putting one for in front of the other in quick succession.
I have nothing against fat people- just ones that eat all the time, chew loudly and gulp their food down then moan that they are fat.
wheeewwww, thats better!
edit: Oh and i totally forgot about this but now i have remembered and im pissed....last week one of the fatties ate my WHOLE lunch that was in the fridge..knowing full fcuking well i NEED my lunch...just cause they were too fcuking lazy to go out and get their own.
Last edited by qwertz; 27-05-10 at 08:13 AM.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Completely baffled by a backward indication
That an inspired word will come across your tongue
Hands moving upward to propel the situation
Have simply halted
And now the conversation's done
I am the EgGmAn
Girls at my office always complain about putting on weight, and then look at me to say "no you haven't". But they have, so I just kind of say a non-committal "hmmmm"
Is it burnin'? Well, f-ck, now you're learnin'.
i much prefer a guy to be honest with me over weight(not that i ever put any on, more trouble keeping it on) dont want to be told i look decent if im looking more like ive had a few too many pies.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
I was joking with my girl about her having "junk in the trunk" (Far ****ing from it) and she still holds me to it. That was 2 ****ing years ago.
Live together. Die alone - [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lvi_RCM3FAM[/url]
yesterday, a girl said to me,
"I have to buy a new suit, because I've put on too much weight to fit into the one I've got now."
".....hmmmmmm,"
"YOU CAN DISAGREE WITH ME YOU KNOW!"
how do i disagree with that? It's a fact - she has to buy a new suit. Office work is killer for girls though. There's about five or six girls around my age that I work with. They're all pretty hot, but it's like they're all attached to the same air pump - all just steadily increasing in volume.
Is it burnin'? Well, f-ck, now you're learnin'.