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Do you like knitting?

I do.

Every second Thursday, I go down to the senior's center where I play euchre for knitting and socializing. The old ladies make me realize how much life gets harder as you age. I volunteer my time to make these people's lives better.

Community service in a way.

I talk to them, laugh, sympathize, and when their heads are turned, I steal their knitting needles and stab them numerous times in the top of the skull until head liquid spews out.
 
I hate knitting and the fags that that practice it. I've come to the conclusion that you've lost any edge you had. Please do what you can to regain that edge or I'll personally disembowel you with a rusty butter knife.
 
Satanic Goatslayer said:


That didn't answer my question.

If I had a mallet, I'd beat you to death with it.

That reminds me of that song.. It went something like:

If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening ... all over this land,
I'd hammer out danger
I'd hammer out a warning
I'd hammer out the brain matter in all of my brothers and my sisters
All over this land.
 
Train Harder said:
I hate knitting and the fags that that practice it. I've come to the conclusion that you've lost any edge you had. Please do what you can to regain that edge or I'll personally disembowel you with a rusty butter knife.

If you were a cigarette, I'd give you to a homeless man, wait until he lit it, grab it out of his mouth, turn it around backwards, shove it down the vagrant's throat and throw him into a trash compactor.

You couldn't disembowel a nectarine with a paring knife. Do us all a favor and bury your face into a vat of hot oil.
 
Satanic Goatslayer said:


If you were a cigarette, I'd give you to a homeless man, wait until he lit it, grab it out of his mouth, turn it around backwards, shove it down the vagrant's throat and throw him into a trash compactor.

You couldn't disembowel a nectarine with a paring knife. Do us all a favor and bury your face into a vat of hot oil.

Damn it, I was doing fine up until I read this....now I want a cigarette.

Oh, and I've never tried knitting. Maybe I'm missing out on something.
 
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