On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbecile
--
My doctor said I have 6 months to live, I shot and killed him. The judge
and jury gave me 20 years...
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chosetempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
to be an imbecile
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of milk or
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could they plan
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of thatmyself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a pyramid?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.unevenly in timing, in a row?
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread out,
does that happen a lot? wtf?unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbecile
--tempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose >>> to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of milk
plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could they
myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a pyramid?was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of that
unevenly in timing, in a row?bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread out,
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
i was there yesterday no one was home
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chosetempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
to be an imbecile
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of milk
plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could they
that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this awas it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of
unevenly in timing, in a row?bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread out,
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
i was there yesterday no one was homeyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose >>>>>> to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of milk
plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could they
that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of
unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out. >>>>
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread out,
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
yes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote: >>>>>> On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives... >>>>
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of
plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could they
that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of
out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
yes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
yes
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote: >>>>>> On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives... >>>>
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of
out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
yes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
yestake some haldol , you'll be fine
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:19:02 PM UTC-8, roach wrote:milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote: >>>>>>>>> On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives... >>>>>>>
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought of
out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
take some haldol , you'll be fineyesyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
oh well for me . :-(
i'm lost today...everything seems so far away...
i was mean to ash. i should apologize or something. i was obnoxious. i stuck my foot in my mouth.
what should i do ?
On 2021-11-25 2:22 p.m., roach wrote:milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:19:02 PM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote: >>>>>>>>> On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
of that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought
out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
take some haldol , you'll be fineyesyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
oh well for me . :-(
i'm lost today...everything seems so far away...
i was mean to ash. i should apologize or something. i was obnoxious. i stuck my foot in my mouth.
what should i do ?
take a lesson in humility
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:41:28 PM UTC-8, % wrote:of milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On 2021-11-25 2:22 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:19:02 PM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chosetempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
to be an imbecile
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
of that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought
spread out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly
the unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around,
take some haldol , you'll be fineyesyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
oh well for me . :-(
i'm lost today...everything seems so far away...
i was mean to ash. i should apologize or something. i was obnoxious. i stuck my foot in my mouth.
what should i do ?
take a lesson in humilitysay one more stupid thing to me...
:) ?
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:41:28 PM UTC-8, % wrote:milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On 2021-11-25 2:22 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:19:02 PM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote: >>>>>>>>>>> On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbeciletempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives... >>>>>>>>>
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead of
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
of that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought
out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly spread
unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around, the
take a lesson in humilitytake some haldol , you'll be fineyesyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
oh well for me . :-(
i'm lost today...everything seems so far away...
i was mean to ash. i should apologize or something. i was obnoxious. i stuck my foot in my mouth.
what should i do ?
say one more stupid thing to me...
:) ?
On 2021-11-25 2:51 p.m., roach wrote:of milk or water or whatever you're supposed to use. and then you fry them, and eat them with syrup or dusted with powdered sugar. (or both)
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:41:28 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 2:22 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 1:19:02 PM UTC-8, roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 12:35:54 PM UTC-8, % wrote:
On 2021-11-25 1:20 p.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:55:55 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 11:07:42 AM UTC-8, % wrote: >>>>>>>> On 2021-11-25 11:27 a.m., roach wrote:
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 9:24:29 AM UTC-8, roach wrote: >>>>>>>>>> On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 7:32:12 AM UTC-8, nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chosetempting...π―πΉππΏπ πΏβ³
to be an imbecile
--
like sands through an hourglass....these are the days of our lives...
as the world turns...
well, i guess i should work on some of my meaningful goals for the day, instead of just sitting here frittering the time away...speaking of fritters, i really like corn fritters. you make them with bisquik, and a can of creamed corn instead
they plan it? what the f*ck WAS that????? (30th anniversary video)
and then of course, there are frittatas...but that's a lot more work, and requires more *care,* or should i say, *skill*?
nobody *cares* about my house....boo hoo hoo.
i should have listened to marc, and stayed in my room. darn my mother. get on the computer. write me letters. go in the jewish chat room. were they really trying to warn me. rachel, rachel, the law? no computer? how could they know? how could
of that myself years before...but he confirmed it. i even remember, as a kid, reading that creepy story, the veldt, and the self-cleanign house....where do you draw the lines? who's in charge of this capitalist conspiracy? who owns the bank? is this a
was it all a set-up? a penny arcade? if you build it, he will come...? like in clash of the titans (horrible movie), and the gods moving the dolls around? process and patterns in evolution? earth from above? holding back technology? i thought
spread out, unevenly in timing, in a row?
bob didn't care about the knocking on the door in dlb. neither did i. i barely noticed it. who *cares* about coincidences? schizos and junkys and believers, i guess.
there really is no point to any of this. there is nothing to figure out.
who cares if a parade of 524's on license plates went rolling by one day, slumped in the back seat of a car, on a completely random different route than usual, within the course of less than a minute, 5 of them one after another slightly
the unvaccinated dropping like flies. i'm procrastinating my goals now, if you couldn't tell. i'm afraid to end up like aretha franklin....bob said she had no goals...and things got so bad for her, in the end she refused to perform without cash upfront,
does that happen a lot? wtf?
and even if it DOES, i mean, anyway, who *CARES*???? does it *mean* anything? i hear the clock ticking. it's a hebrew clock. with letters. letters, numbers...we're all just one big happy family, apparently.
it is what it is.
somebody said that a couple days ago, when i had to go out briefly. i was planning on grabbing some turkey on the way home, but decided it wasn't worth it, the holiday crowds. a stupid thing to do, with the triangle disease hanging around,
take a lesson in humilitytake some haldol , you'll be fineyesyes i was. i am INSIDE. you have to key the code i gave you @mmp, like i had to do to get in to see my doctor, at first, before we changed locations.i was there yesterday no one was home
why won't my baby come home???????
fml.
is that a problem... ?
oh well for me . :-(
i'm lost today...everything seems so far away...
i was mean to ash. i should apologize or something. i was obnoxious. i stuck my foot in my mouth.
what should i do ?
say one more stupid thing to me...
:) ?
wait until i think of something first
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbecile
On 2021-11-25 8:32 a.m., Pon...@gibberish.nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene chose
to be an imbecile
Well I suspect she went with her strength.
--
"Circuses struggle to find new clowns as top prospects continue to go
into politics"
dailysquat.com
On Thursday, November 25, 2021 at 4:23:52 PM UTC-8, Idlehands wrote:
On 2021-11-25 8:32 a.m., Pon...@gibberish.nutcase wrote:
On The Internet you can be anyone you want - Strange that Darlene choseWell I suspect she went with her strength.
to be an imbecile
--
"Circuses struggle to find new clowns as top prospects continue to go
into politics"
dailysquat.com
her ginormous monster clit ? could probably tear down walls. :)
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