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when you realise you don't even like most of your friends anymore, and only hang out with them because you don't want to hurt their feelings ._.
It’s very...um, generous of them, but I already have plenty. At least seven of them have done it and I haven’t even left Virbank yet, so I’m guessing this is a thing in Western Unova. One bald man even offered to trade his Great balls for my regular ones. Not that that isn’t a good deal, but I’m pretty happy with the ones I have, thank you very much.
My trainer's name is Dipper by the way, and the team is currently Servine (Blackadder), Flaafy (Shaun) and Venipede (Faye). The
So I recently got to do something I’ve wanted to do since I was a little kid, which was to meet a real live Kākāpō; a flightless nocturnal parrot and one of the rarest birds in the world. The Kākāpō in question is named Sirocco, who is rather infamous for bumping uglies with a zoologist’s head in the company of Stephen Fry.
I tried to take some decent photos, I really did. But it was dark, and my camera sucks, and also I suck at using it OTL
-I bet none of you own a scooter, two piece suit or one of those little RAF badges. Let alone all of them
-Heard of The Jam? If not, then forget about it.
-This isn't the 60's. The Mods died out, they aren't coming back. Ba-dum tsh
If you were to count one number each second, 24 hours a day, it would take you over 31 years to reach one billion. So the average human being of an age where they are able to count, will never be able to reach four billion, or even two or three if you account for the time spent asleep.
Then how does one accomplish such a monotonous and utterly pointless feat? By being undead of course. If not, then you're doing it wrong, since wasting time is supposed to be fun. I spent a lot of time in