Are you guys ok?

This site has devolved greatly since I was first here, I remember when you could get away with a five word shitpost, people laughed and it would get updoots, now everyone talks like its a Facebook comments section with zero effort put in the posts. None of you actually put effort in your mildy witty O&A retort instead of answering the question.

But how am I doing? I'm fine; we all can use profile posts for different reasons. I use them to call people faggots.
 
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Well, thank you for your concern! I appreciate you asking... Why, it's not every day I get someone coming by, concerned about my welfare! Just yesterday, I was talking to my cat, Mr. Snuffles, about how much I miss having anyone drop by to check on me... Oh, Mr. Snuffles? He's just my cat who died a few years ago... I had him freeze-dried to make sure he NEVER, EVER, EVER leaves me again!

Now, where was I? Oh yes, Baltimore! See, I was there during the war... Had to ship off to fight the krauts, don't ya know! Well, out of the blue, I ran into someone who'd change my life forever... Yep, you guessed right -- a young JFK! Well, at least that's what my suitcase told me about him! Sure, he was a foot shorter & wore glasses, but I (and my suitcase!) knew it was him! Now, don't ask me how I even KNEW who JFK was back then... The demons would force me to -- er, I mean, I'd have to decline to speak of such things! Now, what was I saying...

Oh, of course! JFK! There I was, in JFK airport, minding my own business, when all these damned Moonies surrounded me! So, I took off my onion belt (it was the fashion of the time, don't ya know!) and started beatin' them to within an inch of their lives! Picture that -- me, surrounded by these bald, robed freaks, whompin' & a-wailin' on 'em... Finally they had enough & gave me all their flowers! Now THAT was the REAL treasure I was lookin' for... Was able to fashion a wreath to hang on my door back home!

...er, well... that was a long way of me sayin' that I'm doin' okay...
 
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