I wanna take you to the gay bar!!!
Maurice,
Good luck with the date scabbin mate =p, Im keeping mine XD
Anyways, I agree with Maurice. Who cares if you don't have a date, it is not as though its some form of humiliation. Ever heard of Single and Lovin' it?
I was quite surprised by the sudden revival of mauray-beta actually and I do give Maurice the credit of doing so.
I think it is getting late. God Bless and take care guys.
Ray
This mail has been circulating since 1925 (that's right, when there WAS NO internet and some nutcase decided to format it into email format)that is...CURSED! So anyway, if you don't pass it to 1439857 people in the next five minutes, your brain will fry and you'll be haunted by this ancient monster man (who will creep up to you while you're asleep and eat your uh, fried brains.)
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Anyway, honestly enough of that. I totally agree with anyone who says not to use MS Paint to draw these images. As you can see from the above, our generation is believing in every single chain mail, chain sentence, chain letter, chain words and chain males (hahahaha)!
I on the other hand, think that chain stuff is totally awesome. It's like the best thing next to friendster, hi5 and ....asiagroove(?) to show off the limitless number of friends you have. It's also the best way to scare people obviously, and also to spark off a conversation with that person you so secretly admire (Trust me, it happens).
Anyway that's enough about chain mails, they're annoying, they're pointless and they're repetitive. Some of the good ones that "remind you of life" are quite nice and meaningful, but if they didn't have that "pass it to at least" phrase at the end of it, I'd be quite satisfied.
/rant #1
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Ahhh yes, the year 11 formal coming up in two months. The desperation in the wind, the painful taste of worry filling the palate, single men and women looking around hoping not to be humiliated at the aspect of being single for that night or ever. These my friends, are merely the stages of relentless rambles in the phases of your growing up. You look good already, you smell good already, you're great! Bachelors, unite! We are the proud, the humble, the invulnerable! And together, surely we're able to pull through! I don't want a date for the night, but someone to dance with apart from a broomstick would be much appreciated (As I said, any guy who doesn't want to dance with his date, you know who to ask)
Alright, alright enough with the crappy pictures, I hear you say. I totally agree, I need to find some new way to draw stuff that looks good. In case any of you are wondering "wth, wtf, wtg?!" the "gay bar" has to do with anything, have a listen to this song. I can assure you however, that I have not led you on a journey to watch gay pornography in that link as much as you would think that I'd do it. Let the song seep into your mind like a virus and stick that rhyme in your head, and you'll understand what I mean.
Okay, that's all from me for now, have a nice one!
Jubbabba bup!
Maurice.
