The Vent

#101
#101
I guess everyone needs a good sporking every once in a while. :dunno:
 
#103
#103
I think that is what happen to 14, seriously! He finally got laid and now knows what all the talk was about and has no more time for VN. Slayers gotta hunt.
 
#106
#106
when coworkers chew with their mouth open, i rage. it's more than one person.
 
#108
#108
we also have a few that cough up a lung, and then spit it into the garbage can. the spitting doesnt bother me so much, but we have open lid cans.
 
#112
#112
Why is it, when Im at work, people expect me to actually work? Did they not get the memo, I only do work on Tuesdays and Thursdays? Geez!!!
 
#115
#115
My brother thinks I'm about to go postal. I'm not, postal is random, I've got an effing list.
 
#119
#119
ill tell you a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. i'd like to take a minute just sit right there, i'll tell you how i became the prince of a town called bel air.

in west philadelphia born and raise, on the playground was where i spent most of my days. chillin' out maxin', relaxin all cool...shootin some bball outside of a school-when a couple of guys, they were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood. i got in one little fight and my mom got scared-said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air.

i whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said 'fresh' and there was dice on the mirror. if anything i could say, this cab was rare-but i thought 'nah forget it, yo homes to bel air

i pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and i yelled to the cabbie 'yoho smell ya later'. looked at my kingdom, i was finally there...to sit on my throne as the prince of bel air.
 
#120
#120
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#121
#121
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin crude.

Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
 
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