How to say nothing with a large vocabulary.

Thursday, 25 March 2010

How can you call this place a home?

Anyone? Lyric reference? Anyone? Anyone Australian? Anyone? 'Heart That Heals'? Anyone? No? You in the back there? No? Faggots. Innerpartysystem. Go listen. Then you will thank me. Fellate, plzkthx. Toronto Gay Pride 2010 is going to be fucking off the hook this year, I swear. I think one of my fellow vacay-buddies is a tad concerned that it's just going to be a fuckfest. Which it is. Precisely why I booked it for that week. I was discussing it with some friends earlier, and I came to the conclusion that the two guys coming with me are going to take it very differently.

Person A: straight female, 21, in long-term monogamous relationship.

If this person walked into our room and I was hosting an octogenarians orgy, the only remark she would make would probably be "FUCK YEAH. BODY SHOTS!?"

Person B: gay male, 21, single.

If this person walked into our room and I was an octogenarians orgy, there would be no remark because they'd kill me and then themselves. "Fuck yeah. Bodies".

But seriously. I am going to get my cock on. It's going to be delightful. Hopefully. Need some good fucking. Has been... weeks. Worryingly. Ah well. Man I sound like a slag.

Screw you guys, I'm going home. Seriously. I'm going home tomorrow. Can't fucking wait. See ya later, shitholeportsmouthcrapheapofshittypikeycouncilestatenotworthanythingstabbingparadiseofcunts.

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