People only ever read the first post and the last one. And the last one is constantly changing.
Never underestimate the power of grabbing the only post anyone actually ever reads, even if you have nothing to say. It is automatic ePenis times infinity.
I respect Special Kail even more than I respect myself right now.
Took me some piecing together (I’m not up with who’s whose bitch, evidently!) after the first couple of diary entries made me laugh (never saw the show, either, he wasn’t really like that was he, funnier if he wasn’t and has warped on the internet a la Chuck Norris) … so …
On an unrelated note, I have written a short poem to express the profound admiration Special Kail has earned from me:
The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this
earth
We’ll play it out the best we know, whatever it
is worth
What’s lost is lost, we can’t regain what went
down in the flood
But happiness to me is you and I love you more
than blood.
First posts are forever! I’ll meet you at the gates of Hell!
Oh, stirring words. Aside from the heroic mission accomplished, it’s the name, isn’t it? Special Kail is truly a name to muse upon and make great verse!
In him I see myself as a young internet user. I will groom and train him, so he may truly live up to his name. And when he is wise, he will carry the torch when I go AFK.
[please visit the Tiki Web Group
didn’t you learn in this post, www.myconfinedspace.com/2008/09/30/i-make-over-four-figures-a-year/
Guess your parents were related.
Speaking about retards who parents must have been related, there’s that freak Dennis Rodman.
People only ever read the first post and the last one. And the last one is constantly changing.
Never underestimate the power of grabbing the only post anyone actually ever reads, even if you have nothing to say. It is automatic ePenis times infinity.
I respect Special Kail even more than I respect myself right now.
Old but tits.
You’re a bad, bad man. I guess that’s why it’s so much fun to read your comments.
I was referring to Ciao, but you are amusing too, oh Hemperor of the Beach.
‘Hemperor’?! Haha, ok now he has to wear purple boardies.
The picture’s a bit weird. Can a black man still not put his hands on a white woman in America for real?
A black man can’t put his hands on a white woman when she’s Uncle Jesse’s bitch.
A regular man could kick his ass. Uncle Jesse could destroy his fucking soul.
www.wwujd.com/unclejessesdiary.htm
Took me some piecing together (I’m not up with who’s whose bitch, evidently!) after the first couple of diary entries made me laugh (never saw the show, either, he wasn’t really like that was he, funnier if he wasn’t and has warped on the internet a la Chuck Norris) … so …
HAHAHAHA! Good call.
On an unrelated note, I have written a short poem to express the profound admiration Special Kail has earned from me:
The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this
earth
We’ll play it out the best we know, whatever it
is worth
What’s lost is lost, we can’t regain what went
down in the flood
But happiness to me is you and I love you more
than blood.
First posts are forever! I’ll meet you at the gates of Hell!
Oh, stirring words. Aside from the heroic mission accomplished, it’s the name, isn’t it? Special Kail is truly a name to muse upon and make great verse!
lol you got me.
In him I see myself as a young internet user. I will groom and train him, so he may truly live up to his name. And when he is wise, he will carry the torch when I go AFK.
Hehe. Seriously, though, how could Special Kail do anything but accept his Epic Destiny?!
Best thread ever I miss Brevity more than you could imagine.