I can't even remeber the last time my left foot went on the clutch.
What a shame that is I guess.
I think everyone should be forced to take their 'test', well if they know English is of course not neccessary. Totally Sad but True. Daytime, nightime, any time things go better with rocks. I'm going 24 hours a day, I just can't seem to stop. That's what my 'drive-thru' neighbourhood is turning into. Well I live in shitass hole, as most of the 'GVRD' minus the V lives eh, would say. I love it. I don't need a car. East Van rocks. Well in many ways that way and like rock on Wesley Willis, RIP rock on Chicago for him eh. Well NS exlax, he came up with that. Some retarded Leroy from Chicago. But I love the Blackhawks. Too bad Probert was forced out. Rock on 24. Today they had a thing on Chopper 9 TV and it was about the fighting/hockey fighting/ but no sticks/ just Tiger Williams shite. I bet the winner will probably do the Tiger dancer for only $65K. But for the hilights they showed Bobby in Detroit, still 24 and probably still all rocked out, rock on Windsor for that I guess. Well at least the border dudes busted him for that. But yeah hockey is blood. That's what makes it entertaining. (More entertainment then get sodimized by your aunt with a strap-on fer sure).
Totally digression. But they seem to happen all the time. The only time me like blog, since me have like many problems, is like after tons of beer and doobies. So this don't make too much sense, me know. but at the same rate, i'm the same around everyone, even my parents. Which most people cower down to there existence shite. Ugh, me don't want to rant about losers that mooch away, and then jump in the pool with some SARS head. 9, mich nicht. Danke. Kein Bitte.
Most people would call me a loser. That's cool. But they can't take it back. (Being angry is fun and nice but it leads to you fucking some 5'2" 240 lbs fat cunt, cause you're a fat slob in some urban place, you say when you leave from there but its some no-man land wasteland AKA Surrey like King George at 72, 3 road, Scott Road, Willowbrook etc.... The nice no walking places except from to and fro the smog machine in some mega-acreage parking lot.) If I can call them something as like breathe the air you create, but that's suicide. OK, Je ne sais pas man. The only time I need a car is to leave the actually city of Vancouver, not some Costco/Walmart/parking lot/wasteland/blandness/(hey where's the concert tonight, oh yeah in Hongcouver, that's another story)/pedestrian-it must be a criminal. That's fucked. Royally. Simply put. I don't subscribe to that philosophy of 'cheap' gas. In all G-7 countries minus Marc Emery's worlds gas has been around 2 bucks a litre for over a decade. Now it gets semi way up there here and the retards living out the Levittown dream are like WTF. That was even before McFly and the 50's. Only 50 years later, well Lallalaland has great traffic. Lets follow that model. OK, if you say so bible belt tasting the progress you all perpetuate.
I think a couple months ago I drove a car. Of course I can drive a stick. If you can't get back on the boat and get the animal diseases in your homeland. Most drivers are retards. Too bad I didn't nig up bike too much, then it would get stolen. But then I could totally nig them up large. Even so with no real gears or brakes, I can still rock on with 'em smog machines. I hate the diesels. They really stink and make me gag. But then agian not much to make me gag. Like seeing my brother and its thing is like HS man. Fuck I don't like that it gets me going with this shit, like WTF.
WTF is the car?
Where's the front yard?
Why's a driveway there?
Nice garage
Where's the grow show?
Do you walk anywhere, besides inside the McMansion and to/fro the 'transportation smog thing'
How many neighbours do you know? (and you're surprised there nigging it up, 'specially cause your power goes out for quite some time, after 'they' moved in eh)
what's gas?
gas comes from my ass
well actually the anus farts and stinks, not just some bum BO but my bunghole BO
Why don't you breathe the air you create?
Hotbox?
The Gondola?
Drink and drive literally? ( to deal with the insanity)
Bought a handgun?
Why is time meant for distance?
Are there sidewalks on your cul-da-sac. (sorry, too easy of one)
Do the kids walk/bike anywhere besides maybe the local park/school only a mile away. Probably not even them.
As the signs say. In Deutschland its the law. Well otherwise you'ld get rammed really nice even going at 240 klicks. Slower traffic keep right. Remember that when you're on the 99 going north past Lions Bay in your shit ass 4 banger, hopefully. I can just imagine them Smart cars in the passing lane. But rock on Hitler limosene company of Mercedes Benz. He went for Iraq sorta area, like the Russian occupied during his 'reign', and I also guess a few didn't enjoy his 'reign of blood', well I don't think there was blood, but the point is moot. Its like saying they are no longer with us.
What a shame that is I guess.
I think everyone should be forced to take their 'test', well if they know English is of course not neccessary. Totally Sad but True. Daytime, nightime, any time things go better with rocks. I'm going 24 hours a day, I just can't seem to stop. That's what my 'drive-thru' neighbourhood is turning into. Well I live in shitass hole, as most of the 'GVRD' minus the V lives eh, would say. I love it. I don't need a car. East Van rocks. Well in many ways that way and like rock on Wesley Willis, RIP rock on Chicago for him eh. Well NS exlax, he came up with that. Some retarded Leroy from Chicago. But I love the Blackhawks. Too bad Probert was forced out. Rock on 24. Today they had a thing on Chopper 9 TV and it was about the fighting/hockey fighting/ but no sticks/ just Tiger Williams shite. I bet the winner will probably do the Tiger dancer for only $65K. But for the hilights they showed Bobby in Detroit, still 24 and probably still all rocked out, rock on Windsor for that I guess. Well at least the border dudes busted him for that. But yeah hockey is blood. That's what makes it entertaining. (More entertainment then get sodimized by your aunt with a strap-on fer sure).
Totally digression. But they seem to happen all the time. The only time me like blog, since me have like many problems, is like after tons of beer and doobies. So this don't make too much sense, me know. but at the same rate, i'm the same around everyone, even my parents. Which most people cower down to there existence shite. Ugh, me don't want to rant about losers that mooch away, and then jump in the pool with some SARS head. 9, mich nicht. Danke. Kein Bitte.
Most people would call me a loser. That's cool. But they can't take it back. (Being angry is fun and nice but it leads to you fucking some 5'2" 240 lbs fat cunt, cause you're a fat slob in some urban place, you say when you leave from there but its some no-man land wasteland AKA Surrey like King George at 72, 3 road, Scott Road, Willowbrook etc.... The nice no walking places except from to and fro the smog machine in some mega-acreage parking lot.) If I can call them something as like breathe the air you create, but that's suicide. OK, Je ne sais pas man. The only time I need a car is to leave the actually city of Vancouver, not some Costco/Walmart/parking lot/wasteland/blandness/(hey where's the concert tonight, oh yeah in Hongcouver, that's another story)/pedestrian-it must be a criminal. That's fucked. Royally. Simply put. I don't subscribe to that philosophy of 'cheap' gas. In all G-7 countries minus Marc Emery's worlds gas has been around 2 bucks a litre for over a decade. Now it gets semi way up there here and the retards living out the Levittown dream are like WTF. That was even before McFly and the 50's. Only 50 years later, well Lallalaland has great traffic. Lets follow that model. OK, if you say so bible belt tasting the progress you all perpetuate.
I think a couple months ago I drove a car. Of course I can drive a stick. If you can't get back on the boat and get the animal diseases in your homeland. Most drivers are retards. Too bad I didn't nig up bike too much, then it would get stolen. But then I could totally nig them up large. Even so with no real gears or brakes, I can still rock on with 'em smog machines. I hate the diesels. They really stink and make me gag. But then agian not much to make me gag. Like seeing my brother and its thing is like HS man. Fuck I don't like that it gets me going with this shit, like WTF.
WTF is the car?
Where's the front yard?
Why's a driveway there?
Nice garage
Where's the grow show?
Do you walk anywhere, besides inside the McMansion and to/fro the 'transportation smog thing'
How many neighbours do you know? (and you're surprised there nigging it up, 'specially cause your power goes out for quite some time, after 'they' moved in eh)
what's gas?
gas comes from my ass
well actually the anus farts and stinks, not just some bum BO but my bunghole BO
Why don't you breathe the air you create?
Hotbox?
The Gondola?
Drink and drive literally? ( to deal with the insanity)
Bought a handgun?
Why is time meant for distance?
Are there sidewalks on your cul-da-sac. (sorry, too easy of one)
Do the kids walk/bike anywhere besides maybe the local park/school only a mile away. Probably not even them.
As the signs say. In Deutschland its the law. Well otherwise you'ld get rammed really nice even going at 240 klicks. Slower traffic keep right. Remember that when you're on the 99 going north past Lions Bay in your shit ass 4 banger, hopefully. I can just imagine them Smart cars in the passing lane. But rock on Hitler limosene company of Mercedes Benz. He went for Iraq sorta area, like the Russian occupied during his 'reign', and I also guess a few didn't enjoy his 'reign of blood', well I don't think there was blood, but the point is moot. Its like saying they are no longer with us.
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