geek_dragon (geek_dragon) wrote,

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For all of you that think my 1-3 inches of tummy pudge make me fat:

My RIDE is sweeter than yours. That's ride fuckwads, drool at my shiny silver jetta jam packed with the all the affection that my oma has for her family. Clan pride, and great manuverablity all in the same little speed demon.

My BOY is sweeter than your GIRL. He's not just sexy, well muscled, tall, and gorgeous. But he's THE SMARTEST person I've EVER met. If you can't explain quantum mechanics to me, I don't want you in my pants. Sorry.
He also is outdoorsy, and PAGAN to boot. And he cooks :P

My PLACE kicks your place's ass. Wait, you DON'T EVEN HAVE A PLACE! You still live with your PARENTS! Sure it gives you more spending money now b/c I'm paying for my own food, rent as well as going to school, but my earning potential is going to leave your sorry min-wage part time ass in the dust in a few short years.

And let's face it, I'm more fun. You can fake small talk with a 16 yr old you want to lay, but grunts don't do it for me. I value actual discussion, actual adventure, and calculus doesn't render me a useless bowl of jello. Oh, and my boyfriend isn't jail bait, nor is he puking up every meal to impress me with his pant size.

Silly Losers of Lansdowne :P
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