Today at work, someone went into the handicap stall of the men's bathroom and drew a face on the stall wall using blood. They used enough that it dripped down and they also added a nice 'X' to the forehead of the face. Then just smeared the excess blood on the opposite wall.
I am watching Oprah right now and it is all about living life to the fullest. So instead of wondering about blood wonder how you are going to make that blood into something that will enrich your life.
I am watching Oprah right now and it is all about living life to the fullest. So instead of wondering about blood wonder how you are going to make that blood into something that will enrich your life.
Guys. I am about to wage war on my own household.
One of these fuckers used up the last of my Blackberry Jam and left the jar in the fridge.
I got my hopes up and everything.
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Plus you have nothing to worry about, Penguin. It's the women's bathroom that's haunted.
Reminds me of the plot my friend and I hatched to write "POOP" on a bathroom wall with chocolate syrup because it, you know, looks like poop.
When I used to assistant manage at a local theater, I twice had to send doormen in to clean up something like, yet absolutely unlike what you are describing. It wasn't syrup.
Those doormen were heroes. I could almost forgive them for trying to scam the theater (and the customers) by reusing old concession cups. But, no.
Today at work, someone went into the handicap stall of the men's bathroom and drew a face on the stall wall using blood. They used enough that it dripped down and they also added a nice 'X' to the forehead of the face. Then just smeared the excess blood on the opposite wall.
Discuss.
Sorry.
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Today at work, someone went into the handicap stall of the men's bathroom and drew a face on the stall wall using blood. They used enough that it dripped down and they also added a nice 'X' to the forehead of the face. Then just smeared the excess blood on the opposite wall.
I tried to relay the story of the kid jacking off and then crapping himself to a coworker the other day but was laughing so hard I couldn't talk.
You enjoyed it that much?
It's a thing of legend.
Must be the atmosphere of the internet.
Every time I try to tell it outside of the internet I get the "Dude you're telling retard stories not cool man" look.
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Who do?
You do.
I saw my baby, cryin' hard as babe could cry...
I went to a museum that had Georgia O'Keeffe on display and that is all her "flowers" are.
Hep C isn't going to enrich my life.
Cheap stuff and awesome coworkers.
...marked the spot.
One of these fuckers used up the last of my Blackberry Jam and left the jar in the fridge.
I got my hopes up and everything.
ummm
AAAAAHHHHHH-WOOWWWWWWWWWWW
I watched an episode last night, in fact.
"Magic Liquid" she says.
*~xBeLrUeLx~*
This is important.
Satans..... hints.....
it's yeaaahh, dude
hippster blood?
You enjoyed it that much?
When I used to assistant manage at a local theater, I twice had to send doormen in to clean up something like, yet absolutely unlike what you are describing. It wasn't syrup.
Those doormen were heroes. I could almost forgive them for trying to scam the theater (and the customers) by reusing old concession cups. But, no.
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Sorry.
It's a thing of legend.
?
R.I.P.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!
I knew it.
Must be the atmosphere of the internet.
Every time I try to tell it outside of the internet I get the "Dude you're telling retard stories not cool man" look.
"Use a pen, Sideshow Bob."