RicardoObviouso

why post, then?

1. when you opened your account. 2. the first song you purchased 3. the last song you purchased 4. play count details: most, least (list song name and play count stats) 5. how many have you purchased that have NEVER listened to 6. five songs you wish you didnt have on your playlist 7. five songs that have been played the most 8. how many times have you "scrubbed" a track so it would chalk up in the "play count" category 9. total purchased songs. 10. which options do you use to sort spill your fucking guts, people. i want to know.

looks like i win at this thread. shut 'er down, anton.

i've had too many close calls with zippers, so i always unbutton. the "beans" are out for me because i dont like messing with the little buttons on my boxers, so i go over the waistband, and the "beans" hold the waistband out of the way, thus giving me one hand to aim and another to give people 'the gun'

no. like most things, it was more for my own amusement than anything.

last night i woke up and looked over to a corner of my room (this corner has floor to ceiling windows, and usually inhabits a glass desk that my girlfriend uses to do her makeup and whatnot) to see a cow standing in the corner, sleeping standing up, with a rope tied around its neck slung down to the floor and tied to a post. i freaked out, thinking "how the hell did this cow get in the room, and how am i going to get the cow out of my house without there being some kind of fight" then i looked over at my two dogs that were sleeping on the floor beside the bed and thought "why the hell aren't the dogs barking?". i didnt get out of bed because i was scared of waking it up. i started to ponder about how this cow could have got into the room and the only possible explanation i could come up with is that it was born here and grew up to be this big. (that was my honest solution to the question, then i started stressing after trying to figure out a way to remove it). i decided to lay down and come to grips with this problem, i feel asleep... woke up a few minutes later, checked to see if the cow was there, looked over at the dogs and went back to sleep. the next time i woke up, it was light out and i realized it was the desk, a chair and some clothes folded over the chair. fucking strange.

it should be "shoot skeet", not "skeet shoot".

i say "ess-tee-eff-you" and "gee-tee-eff-oh" often.... but mostly to people like my assistant or my girlfriend, and half heartedly.

i actually say it more than i use it on the internet. stfu and gtfo, mostly.

i say wtf and stfu all the fucking time.

omg wtf lol pwnd ...to name a few and he's right... it's coincidence, and coincidence isn't enough to drastically impact the english language.

it's not a problem at all. this should be in the random thoughts thread anyways.... or maybe your journal, but definitely not it's own thread.

arnold is governator. he wasn't even born on this continent.

i don't like robbie at all, so you're right, it is funnier. i do enjoy how he struts around the stage after as if nothing happened, though.

he's amazing. probably once.

who cares, its a "show off your desktop" thread, not "enter your best hi res picture and you could win a million dollars"

wow. that was intense. but not as intense as this: haha.

why dont you just press the print screen button?

what is it with people who own harley's parking them in their living room and shit.

youtube is fantastic.

the sixteen quarts of milk in the oval office refrigerator will be a dead giveaway

he is a two timer. (he cheated on his wife)

that's the back story i'm going with anyways.

he must know a lot of guys with panty kinks.

aaaaaaaaaaaand, you're on the cia watch list. congrats.