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| Not enough rants is the topic: GIVE ME YOUR RANTS, YOU GLORIFIED TYPE MONKIES!!!!!!! iF YOU DON'T SEND ME SOMETHING SOON I'LL RUN OUT OF MADE UP STUFF TO TALK ABOUT, THEN I'LL HAVE TO TALK ABOUT MY PERSONAL LIFE! NOW THAT'S SCARY! Written by: That Man |
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| Jesse's rant: MUHUHUAHAHAHA, i have taken this site back to its original owner..... MEEEE... take that gerret, *stabs garret doll*. Ok lets see, rants rants rants, what to rant about. hmmm. lets take girls. Girls confuze the hell outta me, they complain that there are no nice guys left in the world when in reality, they are all around them.... like me, and nate, wellmore me than nate. nates just scary nice, like, "i might stab you, but know knows, i have no motive, but the opportunity is always there". Girls tend to want to go out with "hot" guys they notice and go "OMG he is sooo hot, i want to have his children, they go out with this person and realize they are complete jackass's with a nice body. So the girls are obviously looking for a good person who will listen to their problems and care for them, but they seem to not notice the nice guys are right next to them helping them through rough times. They never come to their sences and go out with the nice guys, they also would never think that they are hot or want to have their children... i don't know, i just get kinda bugged about it. but its not like i can change the world, but i think i have finnally found the one girl that actually likes me for who i am, which i am amazed at.... oh wow, this rant is going on and on and on.... cool... I TAKE UP BIG SPACE.... ok well thats the end of that. Written by: Jesse (c)Homa |
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| Kaydee's Weird poems: Ok ?I have this.... aquantince named Ellie, she writes poems all the time and they have no origniality. All they do is rythm and they change subject so randomly its crazy. Here is one of the "ellie poems" i have made. Nate and Jesse dont like me anymore, I should become a whore. Oh no, the next door dog is barking, And i say a meadow lark.......ing. The pain i feel is like a bee, I think my mom has leprosy. Why can't a guy like me?, My bladder is full, i need to pee. I don't know the answers in this section, i think i have a yeast infection. I hope our troops come home safe, if not my inner thigh may chafe. Written by: Kaydee W |
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