To the person who grabbed the sweet note of encouragement my girlfriend had written me, and my candy bar, after I set them down in the PSU library for just a minute to go make a copy...SCREW YOU!
So, some random stranger wrote you a note and gave you a candy bar. And you felt compelled to write about it here and then some other guy commented about it.
So, some random stranger wrote you a note and gave you a candy bar. And you felt compelled to write about it here and then some other guy commented about it, and some other guy thought he'd be a fucking smart-ass and comment on that. OH HILARIOUS!
I somehow knew that the comments on this seemingly unassailable and sweet post would tailspin into a Damosa-inspired navelgazing shitfest. THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS.
All you bitches complaining about the comment section getting ruined are a bunch of fucking freaks. "oh man, have you seen the comments today? They are so sweet". What the fuck? Its a cyber bathroom wall and that's it. Your not growing dahlias for
chrissakes.
Uhm... ok.
sarcasm*
I like Snickers.
This "*" serves as a reference point/legend. You didn't indicate where your sarcasm fell=you fail. Back to class you ass.
chrissakes.
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