I like screaming at the top of my lungs while i'm driving.
It makes my voice sound cool for a while afterwards.
I also like making eye contact with other drivers until it's completely awkward then i smile or pick my nose.
I like screaming at the top of my lungs while i'm driving.
It makes my voice sound cool for a while afterwards.
I also like making eye contact with other drivers until it's completely awkward then i smile or pick my nose.
ahhaha i'd hate to see you driving eye contact is so awkward
I like screaming at the top of my lungs while i'm driving.
It makes my voice sound cool for a while afterwards.
I also like making eye contact with other drivers until it's completely awkward then i smile or pick my nose.
Nice. I'm forming a bad habit of yelling obscenities at other drivers, in my closed car, but doing it in a completely jovial manner, so they can't tell if I'm singing or screaming at them for driving like douchebags.
sometimes well like once in awhile i try to make myself cry really hard before i go to sleep
because thats when i get the best sleeps
whilst walking on the street and a pretty girl walks by and there's guy looking at hes ass or something....i love looking at how douche bag-ish they look. then i laugh. hahah
Also, I rarely swear IRL, even as cuss-happy as I am on MOC. But occasionally, when I'm really excited about something, I will sing horribly obscene, vulgar things to pop music themes, in a Tourettes-syndrome-esque operatic crazyballad.
I've finally started doing it around my girlfriend, and she seems to think it's funny.
Weird things i say:
I used to have this serious problem with swearing. Rather then think of a word to use my brain would blank and i would fit it with a foul word. So at work i got talked to a few times about my use of language.
I don't say "fuck yeah" when i'm really excited or happy i say
"Fuuuuuh yeah!"
I like because as i start to say it i sometimes get a "oh no" look from people.
I carry exotic fruits around school. My friends give them to me, then I draw sharpie faces on them, give them men's names that start with the letter "D", then assign them ethnicities.
I don't talk to anyone in my first period class, which is full of sophomores, so they don't believe that I actually have friends who give me fruits. They think I go out to Bloom and buy them for myself =/
