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why the fuck did you get put on the other side of the world to me
eeeeeerrrrgh
Fuck you whale, and fuck you dolphin!
The point of sales is to sell. To sell there needs to be people. People are stimulated by funky advertising, imagined or real incentives and the fashion clause inherent in most consumer driven markets.
The impression can be drawn, that this telecommunications company is the country slurry. Gets around, everyone has it from time to time, but only as a last resort. Oh yeah hentai Mobile Broadband ads, the last bastion of public desperation.
No class.
No class.
Fuck you Clegg. Fuck you Cameron. You don't know what you've done.
Labor, you got my vote next time.
I'm surrounded by Fucktards - GET ME OUT OF HEEEEEEEEEERE!!!!
Why try and pretend that this christmas is going to be the same as all the others? It won't be. He's gone, and you two aren't together now. It won't be the same. And I'm standing down there watching everyone decorate the tree - which looks awful this year - pretending that everythings ok, that nothings changed, and that everybody's happy.
Thats not the case, I know its not and it never will be.
Here's a massive "fuck you" to 2010, and I'm praying that next year will be better. Because this has been one of the worst of my life.
There's no point in getting mad at me for SOMETHING THAT I CAN'T HELP DOING. It's not my fault, you need to realise that and get over it.
Where's the snow? :'(
ah shit why do i fall in love so easily
I'd be so much happier if you just admitted that you like me.
stop hatin on wagner hez funny
You're a cunt. Never before has the thought of someone in pain actually brought me mental pleasure. But the idea of hitting you with something, right over the back of the head, or seeing you lying infront of a bus that just knocked you down, actually gives me some sick form of enjoyment.
You're a useless cow. You've ruined it for me, for the last 2 years. Because of you, I'm probably going to have to seriously rethink my future. You're a waste of space, a waste of life, and you have a furry face.
Now go run across a motorway or something.
Most Bus Lanes in London have only a set time where you're not allowed to drive in them, they're clearly marked just before the bus lane.
99% of drivers seem to neglect this fact and NEVER drive in them when they're allowed to. It's like you're all absolute pig thick to release a blue street sign that says you can drive here but no one ever does.
It's quite scary though. If you miss such an obvious thing, what else are you not paying attention to on the roads?
Open your eyes you blind idiots and observe street signs.
if you really cared about me, if you really loved me like you said you did, you would be here for me tellin me it will all be ok. if you really loved me, you wouldnt have left me to do this on my own.
you know what i hate? i hate when i do my job right the first time, my boss makes me change the info, and then we find out i was right in the first place and now I HAVE TO TAKE 1 HOUR TO FUCKING CHANGE IT BACK. ffs.
I can't believe I used to like you and trusted you as my friend. You're nothing now, you think I compared you to my bf? He's ten billion times the man you will *ever* be.
thieving, fraudulent cunt crooks left me with no other option than to resign from a company I started, for the sake of my reputation.
thank fuck that bitch ceo has now been kicked out on her sorry ass. no severance. no shares. suck on that. you cunt.
I hope you rot in hell, you fucking witch.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY FILM PROFESSOR? WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM? ON WHAT PLANET DOES HE LIVE? WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS MARKING LIKE THIS? FUCK YOU! I WILL GO MAKE FILMS AND I WILL NOT TAKE YOUR STUPID MARKING AS A CORRECT EVALUATION OF MY ABILITIES. YOU SHOULD JUST STOP "TEACHING" AND GO WRITE FILM REVIEWS.
Fucking bastard, i hate your fucking hair, haven't you ever heard of a product called "SHAMPOOO" YOUR HAIR IS fucking disgusting. You failed us, You fucking failed us, Why the fuck would you teach film!? Do you even know the definition of ART? You have no sense of emotions what so ever. I hate your dry jokes, Film is suppose to be art not film You do not understand the true meaning of film. You only know how to analyze it! I can't believe you failed me just because I didn't answer the EXACT way that you want. WE ARE STUDYING FILM!!!! FILM SUPPOSE TO BE ART!!!! You are my source of this depression. I hate you I hate your class, I FUCKING HATe YOU!!!
YOU FUCKING PIMPLED FAT CHIPMUNK!!! you fucking bitch you could've emailed me earlier. What the fuck, you had problems? YOU FUCKING REPLIED MY EMAIL after like A FUCKING WEEK!! You are so indirect to the point that i want to run over you with llama herd. Such a fucking lie, i know you didn't replied to me because you were too afraid to say ' NO' to my face bitch I hope you pop pimples in your spare time. You are indecisive fat loser, who goes on eharmony to find a somebody to talk to. I thought you were different. No but I was wrong. You have no IDEA HOW much you are going to regret this decision. You are ridiculous, I hate your chin, it is like a garden of little puss mountains. I hate the way you talk. I knew you were shy, but i didn't know you were this slow. I knew you tried to avoid me because you were AFRAID that i might lash out..WELL.. FUCK YOU BITCH!!! we are gonna create AMAZING artwork and YOU ARE GONNA COME BAGGING to JOIN US!!!!!!!!!!!!!
UCAS you assholes.
FIRST, they cancel the course I really wanted to do and the place I really wanted to do it. And now you want me to pay £10 to add another choice even though I already paid the £21 for the 5 choices when I sent off my form, to get only 4 choices turn up in the letter?
FUCK YOU.
On top of this, your automated bitch on the phone tells me "Call volumes are high at the moment." Like I give a shit. I want to talk to someone about this, because it's important. If your call volume is too high, then get some more fucking staff!
stop it, stop it, stop it,
Stop it, Stop it, Stop it,
Stop It, Stop It, Stop It,
STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT.
please