i'm retrospectively cautious
in response to jobseeking antics and working with social media, i suddenly understand how incautiouas i WAS and try to rectify this.
there ARE links, but they're not anything i'd try too far to hide.

alt: when i try, i'm fucking TERRIBLE beyond all reasonable understandig of the word. seriously, i don't know why, but it's like my brain in some kind of frantic attempt to fill awkward silences channels some kind of boris johnson-esque character. i'm surprised they can even understand me with both feet so far in my mouth i can actually walk normally, but they can.
when i DON't try, i'm reasonably successful.

altalt: KFC. fuck you. K F MOTHERFUCKING C bitch. with gravy. by the fucking lorryload. and fuck you with your bleeding heart chickenlover rhetoric. if they didn't want to be eaten, they'd have run faster, or grown wings that worked like a proper fucking bird. they WANT to be chopped into quarters, dipped in breadcrumbs, and fried.
(UppityDamnPrimate LET'S OPEN THIS F*CKING PIT UP, Wed 4 Jul 2012, 15:05, Reply)