Zoomerang96
ONE love, blood, life
not just here, but anywhere i make an appearance.
paris hilton commands up to 300,000 dollars.
one of these days a talent agency is gonna read one of my threads and say "that's our man!"
and i'll be all like "yeah, what took you so long?"
followed by a little finger sliding/rubbing while saying "bun son?"
yes, i'll be paid more than all of you could ever dream of making.
and for good reason too. the internet is entertainment, and while i might not be as remotely interesting as i used to be, i'm far more enraged, outspoken and mental than i have ever been.
i even attacked a passerby today simply because he was at least twice my size. i jumped him as he walked in front of me!
true story, guys. i actually jumped up, wrapped my legs around him and bit into his neck as hard as i could for a good 10-15 seconds.
yeah, i drew blood (loads), but the guy didn't even do anything back. he waited till i was done, and kept on going wherever he was headed. it was as if nothing happened.
one day you'll all be dancing to my little red book, guys.
don't think i won't do something extremely ridiculous in the meantime, either. i'm completely ensconced with volcanic rage and i will stop at nothing to make me feel better.
do the shit hotdog, guys. do the shit hotdog.
paris hilton commands up to 300,000 dollars.
one of these days a talent agency is gonna read one of my threads and say "that's our man!"
and i'll be all like "yeah, what took you so long?"
followed by a little finger sliding/rubbing while saying "bun son?"
yes, i'll be paid more than all of you could ever dream of making.
and for good reason too. the internet is entertainment, and while i might not be as remotely interesting as i used to be, i'm far more enraged, outspoken and mental than i have ever been.
i even attacked a passerby today simply because he was at least twice my size. i jumped him as he walked in front of me!
true story, guys. i actually jumped up, wrapped my legs around him and bit into his neck as hard as i could for a good 10-15 seconds.
yeah, i drew blood (loads), but the guy didn't even do anything back. he waited till i was done, and kept on going wherever he was headed. it was as if nothing happened.
one day you'll all be dancing to my little red book, guys.
don't think i won't do something extremely ridiculous in the meantime, either. i'm completely ensconced with volcanic rage and i will stop at nothing to make me feel better.
do the shit hotdog, guys. do the shit hotdog.