so scrolling through my tweetstream, I run across this tweet.
about 9 minutes ago, Squeaka posted You sociopathic son of a bitch. I hope your testicles fall off and get run over by your own vehicle.
. so of course I had to retweet it while cackling histarically because the imagery was amusing. I retweeted it like this.
about 5 minutes ago, …I *was* hungry? RT @Squeakle1323: You sociopathic son of a bitch. I hope your testicles fall off and get run over by your own vehicle.
. Then followed it up with the following two tweets.
about 5 minutes ago, I don’t know weather to laugh, or cry in pain after my last RT, god. I get crushed nuts. but shiiiiit! lol.
about 4 minutes ago, anyone want *nuts* for breakfast, anyone?
bet you won’t think of nuts the same again. lol.
Happy to provide. Of course my imagery in my subsequent tweet re: my temper having an orgasm all over my tweetstream probably made some people hide under their desks, too…
what. you mean this one? right here?
Yep that one. I still maintain that initial outburst felt really goddamn good to let fly. No, happy pills don’t quite take *all* the edge off. Now can we fix the issues that made me clock the flip-a-shit-ometer in the first place and I’ll be good?