You: Smelled very strongly of onions at ten in the morning.
Me: Completely grossed out and thinking you are a disgusting pig and how about you move your fat pig face to North Dakota where they tolerate freak pigs like you because frankly, they'll take what they can get.
Now that I think about it, that's not much of a missed connection. That totally belongs in Rants and Raves.
Nobody ever Raves in Rants and Raves.
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