Life Lesson #10: If it’s her birthday and she’s dead, you don’t go to her mom. Fuck your feelings.
Life Lesson #11: Coffee steals your dreams.
Life Lesson #12: Life ain’t shit if you don’t take crap, if you can’t take crap, don’t shit and die with a constipation.
Life Lesson #13: When in doubt, shut the fuck up.
Life Lesson #14: Life’s too short to worry about the fact that you say fuck a lot you little fucktard. Fuck it or Fuck off.
That felt good.
Life Lesson #15: People who talk in their sleep are funner than people who talk awake.
Life Lesson #16: Don’t let the stalker stop you from running at 8 am. Look on the bright side. It’s better exercise to run with incentive. And well, another silver lining, if you get killed then you’re dead. =]
Life Lesson #17: Stop worrying, you’re not even important enough to match up to a zit on the earth’s surface. Not even a hair cuticle on a zit on the tip of the earth’s nose. Imma quote George Carlin out of context here: “The planet is fine. The people are fucked”.
Life Lesson #18: Live with the comfort of knowing that at any point of your life, if you’ve had it, you can always steer off the road and drive full speed into a brick wall.
Life Lesson #19: "He who makes a beast out of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."
— Dr. Seuss
P.S. This blog post is pure bullshit save for 4.8% profanity. If you don’t like it, then fuck off. Oops, 5.2% now.
3 comments:
Mirette, you sound suicidal.
Mirette, the comments are working!
Mirette, cheer up. I just called to ask you about the title and it woke you up so don't make me call you again to cheer you up. Tell me you cheered up or I'll deliberately wait until you're asleep and wake you up, just for the heck of it.
Heck's not a bad word, so I can say it.
I don't understand the paragraph starting with "Mirette, cheer up" at all, but I just typed what's on my mind and I'm going to leave it.
And can you at least spell it f***, or maybe even ****, seeing as we're both minors?
Yeah, you're a minor too. You're a minor until next Christmas. Yes you are.
Signed,
You know who I am, it's posted on top of my comment.
lmaooo at #2. i believe i might die with a constipation. unfortunately.
i love this :) and i'm gonna browse through your blog now to find the first 9 lessons, which i'm assuming you have posted.
Laura, I like cussing. *insert angelic face here*
Aya, it's in a post called The usual Rambling.
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