ew I was eating cheetos, now I've lost my appetite.  ok maybe not.

sierrabravo wrote:

ew I was eating cheetos, now I've lost my appetite.  ok maybe not.

SB...I'm working on anger management, and on getting in touch with my "anima," not because I need to, but because I'm basically a sweet guy who has occasional outbursts of "homicidal" anger (that's what they say, but everyone I've ever "killed" was "asking for it"). Which is why I'm going to give you a morsel of free and friendly advice, which with luck you will consume through your unpleasant little ort-hole. If you don't at least try to write in proper sentences, or if you ever start another sentence with the uncapitalized syllable "ew" I will rip your metaphorical throat out and wrap your allegorically screaming trachea around my cock, to enjoy the vibrations as you yell yourself to death. (Whoops! That sounded angry, didn't it. Was it too harsh? Should we work out a standard protocol for chastising morons? No? Keep it on an ad hoc, ad hominem basis? Yeah. You're right. Everything's fine. Moment of doubt. I'm okay now.)

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