... and it happens to be on you.
Word of the week: Fockwit {Don't ask}
Catchphrase for the day: Use as a shield and not as a sword {See Promassory Estoppel}
Overused phrase of the month: Open the floodgates of litigation {We all gonna dieded}
Exam Killed: Criminal Law classes/tutorials for 2 weeks. {Kitson has exams}
I say: Go kill Legal skills you fockwits! {Cos it's wasting my time}
Donuts: are funky foods {With the hole in the middle}
Rediculous: like this post {It's a phase}
It's no wonder the Fockcwit is a fockwit. What I hear of him isn't very pleasant. Of course, this to be clarified further with the babenesses I haven't chatted about him with.
There maybe reasons...
a) The babenesses are thoroughly jealous of the Fockwit.
OR
b) The fockwit deserves the fockwit title because he is indeed a fockwit with fockwiticality stapled all over his ass.
But everyone agrees that the fockwit is kind of cute.
Sidenote: Consti assignment is asswhooping me!!! *cries*
Thoughtable Thought: I wish I could write well enough to have the ISA riding up my grill, don't you? *smirks*
Edit:
Ladies and Gents! We 'ave Pictoors from Pluck!
Kynz, Tati and I in our seats.
Viola and violin signing stuff.
Roland with Pluck!
Tati named them for us...
Friend #1 is Yog Lai
Friend #2 is Roland
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