My Life Hits a New Low
I've just been told to be quiet by my roommate, because he was trying to hear the dialogue on ESPN's ghastly new poker soap opera "Tilt." Apparently, conversation with me ranks slightly below manic Michael Madsen overacting. Let me tell ya, it's a good feeling.
3 comments:
That insignificant crude Neanderthal (with whom you obviously reside) who told you to be quiet so that he might hear the highly intellectual "Tilt" does not deserve to be sharing living quarters with you. I recommend that you oust the "Turd." He is incapable of respecting or recognizing "Genius."
Yeah! That's what I thought!
Dont you ever.... EVER... speak
when the Matador is speaking. If he wouldnt'a done... what I told him not to do... He'd still be alive.
P.S. When I clear my throat before
I raise, you re-raise, got it?
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