Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
When I started reading, I knew within a few sentences that you were drunk. Good for you to quit your job and fuck your shithead boss. Work for someone who appreciates you and never accept something less. If you can't find that, then start something for yourself.
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Let's not let this fizzle out like a thing that never happened. Let's rub, mash, GRIND, and POUND IT in your face and EVERYONE'S FACE, lest they repeat the same mistake that our dear friend HTS did.
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Let's not. That old cunt gets off on what attention he gets already. Let's not give the old cunt a heart attack. I like having him around. He's like Papa Bear.
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Ahhh yes, it is winter time, isn't it? Holiday season, full of joy and family and good eats! Nothing quite gets me in the spirit like the bone crushing sounds of Slayer's arguably heaviest album from 1998, Diabolus in Musica. Between Jeff Hanneman's apocalyptic lyrics, Kerry King's amazing riffs, Tom Araya's hypnotic bass lines and destroying vocals and ole Paul Bostaph, the drummer, but not the original drummer, and a little known figure who would go on to do little known things, they together make a HODGE PODGE of metal suitable for the whole family!
Post last edited by Grimace at 2017-11-05T12:31:05.693556+00:00
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Happily married 6 years now, been together for 10.
Sure, there are arguments that happen. Sure, she says or does things that get on my nerves, but that is to be expected in any relationship. Before she was my wife, my fiancée, or even my girlfriend, she was my best friend. I married my best friend and I honestly can't imagine life without her as "gay" as that sounds. When you find someone like that, it's not a chore to be married. We do absolutely everything together. I wouldn't have it any other way.
