Sometimes I wake up in the morning with what sounds like a great idea, guaranteed to be entertaining. Today I failed miserably. The idea was: go down the list of all the people I’m following on Twitter, take one word from each post in order, and see if I could make any coherent ideas out of them.
Well, I couldn’t. But I spent a ton of time trying, and by the time I realized it was pointless and stupid it was too late to do anything else today. So that’s what you’re getting. I’m sorry.
’08 was the hard times. I think I’ll find female online tonight. That’ll work. I’m only hooked, I adore having ace spam. Crap, I recap good! A dragon wins, but battles dynamic racist. Rush Rollllinggggg~~! I’ll shoot meatsauce more. Arizona YouTube, that’s boss! My time to hold this donut. McBrayer was getting annoying. Get Andy that underage luck! Ah, well. Actually, Google been old, Tommy. One delicious machine you’re having, Doctor! Eating anime now, sister. Finally, going on asleep! America’s evil link, woo! New shirts; mud, goddamnit! The nutjob is needed; mail through WiiWare. Painful decision, yeah!
Actually I kind of like the phrase “I’ll shoot meatsauce more.” I wonder if I’ll ever find a context in which it’s worth using…?
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A valiant effort.
The only contexts I can imagine that phrase working in are indescribably filthy. Perhaps it’s better that I stop thinking about ways to use it.
I like!