Tis sunny outside. Right in my cunting eyes.
The birds are singing. Actually, I fucking hate bird song. The sound of children playing merrily echo down the street. I hate the scabby little snot nosed bastards too.

No, I'm happy because I'm on this website, with another bottle of rum, Queen in my headphones and all sorts of fun things planned out for the summer that have all been paid for.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 28 May 2009, 20:57, 1 reply, 17 years ago)

^ This on the birds, the sun and the kids.
The chavlings round here like to bang on the windows, and one day we shall electrify them. Hee.

/drowns them out with iPod, since her laptop has a shit-fit if she runs iTunes and Firefox at once.
( Maladicta, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:17, Reply)

Electrification is a piece of piss
Amusing too, particularly at 2kV...
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:23, Reply)

Oh, don't tempt me :D
it would be the best deterrent ever, but I don't fancy dealing with the chav mums...
( Maladicta, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:38, Reply)

They're easy too
Electrify the door as well.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:43, Reply)

Might
you build a DIY Taser?
(Eds Meds Mathskillz=1,Socialskillz=0, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:47, Reply)

Yes they are, but what about fending them off from beating me up?
/ badum tish.
( Maladicta, Thu 28 May 2009, 21:48, Reply)