Favorite online/offline revenge? Signing perpetrator up for International Male catalog - to their work address. Untraceable, but delectably fulfilling.
I was hoping this article would mention Sorry Mom (I bang the worst dudes). It is online revenge action to the max and its numbers are growing...chick who runs it is even doing a panel at SXSW Interactive this year. Worst dudes beware.
@Jamie Peck: Bless you - that site is pure vindictive internet joy. A perfect antidote to that time in your life when all your girlfriends/gayfriends are in good relationships, and you're dying for the days of anoxia-inducing laughter at the expense of incompetant lovers... but without the annoyance of having to pick anyone up in New Jersey when they wake up and can't find their pants.
My brush with (the Wal-Mart, Black Friday) death:
Because of hangovers and still being awake, and after a vicious T-giving fest with my family, my manfriend and I decided to check out the 5 a.m. extravaganza at Wallyworld. Incipient brain death was our only excuse, not only for being at Black Friday, but for being at (for fuck's sake) Wal-Mart at all, ever. After pulling up in the car and viewing the inbred, wild-eyed, ravenous crowd huddled together in a seething mass of undulating hell, we said "Fuck, no", and left to go get pancakes.
I was dragged to a Black Friday sale at a Circuit City by my yuppy cousin two years ago. Never again. Online shopping and excursions to the mall in mid-December for me, thanks.
I started looking at this and wondering how long it would take me to complete... I think it's time for me to get a job, and pronto at that! #robertpattinson
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Anyone else care to come clean?
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Either way, I just want to snuggle him.
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Bonanza: it will slow their system down to molasses.
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You could combine 1, 2, 3 and 4 by yelling "Look, it's Rob Pattinson!" and then pushing through in a tight V-formation in this uniform:
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Because of hangovers and still being awake, and after a vicious T-giving fest with my family, my manfriend and I decided to check out the 5 a.m. extravaganza at Wallyworld. Incipient brain death was our only excuse, not only for being at Black Friday, but for being at (for fuck's sake) Wal-Mart at all, ever. After pulling up in the car and viewing the inbred, wild-eyed, ravenous crowd huddled together in a seething mass of undulating hell, we said "Fuck, no", and left to go get pancakes.
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*golf clap* Excellent.
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