What are your feelings towards smoking? What rights do you think smokers and non-smokers should have? Submitted By |
Kunt And The Gang gig tonight. Should lift my spirits considerably. I have to decide whether to shave off my beard first though.
MEN WITH BEARDS, WHAT ARE THEY HIDING?
Dear Shannon,
I would like you to send my stuff as soon as possible please. I have waited a very long time for it (since I left Long Island on June 8 this year in fact).
I would very much like to be able to give the WWE wrestling ring to my youngest nephew as a Christmas present, so I want my things here by Christmas. Please let me know when you send them, and provide me with the tracking information as soon as you get it.
Thank you.
Pete
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Do you tend to forgive and forget or hold grudges? What is the longest you've ever stayed angry with someone? Is there anything the other person could say or do to win back your friendship and trust? |
The most recent grudge I've had was the asshole who ruined what should have been one of the best parts of a recent holiday I took to the US. If I never meet him again, it'll be a million fucking years too soon. That's All I have to say about him.
As for the longest grudge I've held, that's somewhere in the region of 20 years now, and it's my Dad's old business partner. He ran the company they formed into the ground by doing fuck all work and not lifting a finger to help. Meanwhile my Dad ran round doing everything; driving all over the country delivering to clients, almost ALL the engineering work (it was a precision engineering company; the kind of stuff that my Dad made was so precise that you could lose one of the drills under your fingernail), all the paperwork, while this cunt just sat there with a shit eating grin on his face draining all the money. Eventually the business went under. Dad was devastated.
And when Dad got cancer, this cunt didn't come to see him ONCE. He didn't even bother going to Dad's funeral (probably a good thing; I'd have kicked him to death on sight, and still would)
I regularly comb the obituary columns looking for any mention of him. If/when I DO find out that he's dead, I WILL find where he is buried or where his ashes have been scattered and make a special journey there.
And I will take a shit on it.
And then dance.
I have NOTHING but scorn and outright hatred for this cunt. I wish him nothing but utter misery, pain and suffering, and the sooner he is dead the better. And if I EVER see him again I will happily expedite the process without a second fucking thought.
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