Words of Verbose Bullshit

Show us a great Halloween costume.

I bet that mask costs at least a couple grand. DAMN!

Did you dress up today?  See any good costumes?

No I didnt see any fucking costumes. Nor did I wear one. I am a broke ass college student. Do you really expect me to spend all that money on a costume im only going to wear once? What is the point in that? I have to eat and drink before I scare people or show myself off. And no one at FMU is dressed up either because people are lame-o and just as broke as me. How about that, Mr. Vox?

Show us something steep.

The universe is so steep, you cant even see it!

How many computers do you have in your house? 
Submitted by Foomper.

I have one on my desk, and my laptop is in its bag hanging on my door.

Who gives a fuck? Im tired of today. Fuck!

I dont care if you are mad about something trivial and pointless, and I dont care if you think you have some sort of right to know my personal phone calls, and I dont care if you believe you must manage everything to a T!

But I do care if you make my friends cry or make them very, very upset. I do care when things become too uncomfortable due to an overreliance on trying to get your way and push people into a corner. It is not fair, and I fucking hate it.

DO NOT attempt to control any of my friends with those tactics, ever!

Show us what's stashed in your desk drawer. 
Submitted by Vee.

Sorry Dad. If you wouldnt have told mom about your past, I wouldnt have had to do it.

If you are going to dress up for Halloween, what will you be? Why? 
Submitted by Auweea.

Wow, a topic I actually like, for many reasons. This is what I will be:

1) Hitler, and my roommate Bill will be my pet Frenchman on a leash.

2) I will dress up as Joel Osteen and bash the Word of God over the head of everyone. Literally. With a HUGE Bible.

3) A dead Afgani. I will lie naked with red paint smeared all over my body while my roommates cart me around dressed like a US Marine.

Either way, each choice is liable to get me killed, put in jail, or defaced by someones shit. I am leaning toward dressing as a dead Afgani. It would be a nice protest piece for this shitty campus, who does not care one way or another.

YAY FOR HALLOWEEN!

God Damn!

Im scared. I need a foxhole and an AK-47! This crazy ass biotch on campus here at Francis Marion University loves to admonish me for putting my(?) cigarettes out on the concrete instead of in the cigarette bin. I am very very very frightened at this monstrous flabby being.

This black woman is 400 pounds with her big old walrus gut that hangs from her shirt like a mound of chocolate bubbling over a fountain. However, this isnt delicious. She probably tastes like burnt squirrel with a heap of fertilizer scattered upon it.

She told me "Would you PLEASE not put cigarettes out on the concrete." THAT SHIT WASNT ME! That bitch is crazy psycho! I heard she parked in the Faculty parking area and the campus police told her to move. She told them, "I aint effin' moving!" What a slummy crackwhore!

Good god, the shit this University hires. Where do they find these people from? Do they go down towards McLeod and take a left and end up in the boarded up home area? Futhermore, how does that bitch walk? Its like Mr. Koolaid spilling out its juice, except for her, its sweat from her crack pouring out for all of us to enjoy.

Fire these sons of a bitches, Carter! I dont need the Cigarette Police to hassle me, I pay my damn tuition to do what the heck I want, not get fussed at by a whore-face!

:(.

Show us your favorite animal.
Inspired by the Emporer.

I wonder if this certain animal could suck a mean dick?

What was your very first job? 
Submitted by Laurel.

I worked at a certain Christian fast-food chain when I was 16.

I cooked chicken. It made me smell like chicken. Raw chicken. And sometimes pickle juice. They hated giving raises. I loved doing bad things while I was there, hence the two suspensions without pay. I did like the people because we would do really fucked up things while we were there and especially after work. Sexual things. Oooh.

Im bad. That place is gay. They need to stop playing Mercy Me and those other crap bands that sound like Jesus on Nickelback. It pisses me off. I dont like to eat inside the place now because all I hear is JesusLoveSongs and the tables are flimsy. The people are too friendly, except at a certain one in the Pee Dee where no one knows what is going on, and the "Christian Spirit" is infused with Ghettoness and a lack of pride for anything they do in life. It is poorly managed and exceptionally full of ignorant non-schooled maniacs. I would like to give a shout-out to the trash can in the back where I would smoke and laugh at the fucker running the place, because even though he had a nice car, he still had to put up with a 500 pound wife and a bitchy kid, and go to a church that looks like a house from the 1960s.

Man. I tell you what, if you are going to work at a fast-food joint, work at Subway. They are small. You dont have to clean up so much damn shit. Eat fresh, because their grilled sammiches are soaked in pickle juice.

HAHAHAHAHAHA! I released a company secret. Sue me now, old fart. I know you, Truett is sitting in your wheelchair listening to Charlie Pride and reading this blog. Once you perish, your sons will open the place up on Sunday and fuck the whole chain up. JesusFood will rejoice with Satan once and for all. The last great bastion of Christian Fast Food Hope will perish to the flames of hell.

And I will roast my turkey leg in its wake. Ha.

PS: If you ever want to gain a managerial position, give head.