"yeah.. each time a girl snarls at a guy...he mutters....'bloody PMS'
no babe. its actually not PMS. Its you. Uhoh. Yes, thats right. YOUR inconsistent attitude thats driving me up the wall and has my knickers in a twist. and in NOT a fun way.
Why do you think its SO amusing to fuck around with my feelings?
what kinda perverse asshole are you anyway?
if you like me...stick around and continue the fawning.
if not. take the next bus home to upthereville and rent a cabin. grow a beard. talk to a dog named ruby.
but dont hang around. dont call. dont text. dont say you 'miss' me.
im not bitter. im bored.
have been on the roundabout exactly 3000 times and now im going to be sick.
so do me a favour. and show yourself the door.
im too blinded by my own idiocy to point.
thank you very much.
so, no honey it isnt PMS."
27 comments:
*hides under the table*
please dont hate me
all I wanted was to eat that leftover pudding you didnt want to have.....
*sob sob
lol.... awww.... you can have the pudding..the monologue came under 'fiction' :)
seriously though.....
if youre THAT mad at the guy
next time he says youve got PMS
just text all his friends that you saw him kissing another guy
and then say that THIS is PMS
that always works for a cousin of mine
ps- i was hiding under the chair when i commented on YOUR blog...hmm....
haha. thanks for the advice. but FICTION :)
Ah well
guys are bigger
they need more space :P
fiction? whats that?
can I eat it?
and hey, what about it?
will you write for me?
I'll pay you
in mentos
i really have no problem in writing for you..(and getting mentos outta the bargain)..but whats the concept?...does one write ANYTHIN?...just on YOUR blog instead of mine? (still adjusting to change)
ps- you can try and eat fiction!
the concept is
that I really like your writing
and if you could really write for me......I'd be honoured
and yes.....
you CAN write anything
even on PMS
whoa. sounds like fun! :)
would you?
please......
*try to make puppy eyes
*fail
*gets a puppy to do it instead
umm at the risk of being highly i-dont-know-anything... what now??...where do i write it?...*baffled*
*sobs, a little*
aww dayum. but if i mail from mine...my anon thing will go too :(
ah yes
but its not like we're related and youre saying bad bad dirty things in your blog which I'll tell your mommy about
AND
Im not bihari
if that makes any sense.
hah. if only it made some. :P
just for the record, it doesn't. :D
this just drifted from being about the post to just two people chit chatting
hmmm
thats metrosexual
Oh.My.God.
Ive become what Ive always feared
The only thing to fear is fear itself
(so says someone in harry potter)
for if he not fear to be gay
then he must be gay
(so says my master dhongi baba)
master dhongi baba narrow minded!!!!.. haw!
say not bad about the great person
he told me that he did meditation on THE mount everest, nude, and with only a box of cornflakes to eat
this was right before I gave him my credit cards....
I cant seem to find him though....
my credit company says that he's in switzerland....
probably meditating there in the snowy peaks as well
tsk tsk. i finally know the reason behind the name. the truth dawns...
you should believe in him too
his wisdom will touch your heart
.
and your wallet.
join the cause.
Im the funds collector. you can be the general manager.
god if it was fiction..its so true!!!!
boyfriend problem..BIG problem!! :P
hehehehehe!!!..lmao..cant stop laughin!!..
As a guy, (nobody can question that) this PMS thingy is something I don't want to consider or even think about. It's too yuck. I swear I just found myself wrinkling my face in disgust as I write this.
If a girl acts wierd I just think she is wierd.
deluded
uhhh. yeah...no! :)
swati
an exaggerated version of reality. :P
prachi
i knew zii gurls would appreciate it :D
ram
yes. i know you're mature.
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