Happy New Year! It's now 2013, and whole New Year for a shit ton of new rants. To be honest, I thought my ranting would only last until Christmas-time, but I guess I'm still going, huh? Funny though. I thought it would last a maximum of twenty rants, yet here's the twenty-first.
The only things worth mentioning were the fireworks. They were pretty awesome, until the bang scared off Sparky. You know Sparky, right? Stan's dog?
Well, Stan and I went off to catch him, resulting in Fatass saying, and I quote;
"Hey guys, the fags are going off to kiss under the fireworks! How romantic!"
Good thing I had a spare dreidel in my pocket, hmm? I decided on some new year's resolutions as well, despite the fact that I'll probably forget all about them by February. I've decided to try to become more tolerant of Fatass, more than I already am.
Other than that, this rant did have another topic. Anyways, some girl called Procella has been reviewing. Her reviews are decently long, and directed to me, and I'd feel like an asshat if I didn't reply in some way.
So, I guess I better start then.
Number one. My hair. It's not fucking adorable. Please…just…stay where you are…please don't break the fourth wall. The last time that happened, I had to watch a version of me suck Fatass' balls. The last thing I want is for that goddamn wall to break again.
I don't think my hair is even long enough to be put into a ponytail, not to mention that I'd put up one hell of a fight before allowing someone to touch my hair.
And mangoes? I won't ask any questions, mainly because you said you didn't want me to.
Second rant. Stan's kinks. Really? Really? But at least some agrees I'm not that girly.
Three. THANK FUCK. Thank you for not putting me with Fatass. Seriously, thank you. Sorry for having to share that horrific mental image with you as well. Sorry for sharing it with everyone, for a matter of fact.
Four. I guess you have a fair point, since some people do have some sense. AND YES, SPELLING HAS GONE TO SHIT. It sucks, but hey, that's just life I guess.
Five. Yeah, sorry. Repressed memories have a thing for…not staying repressed. And really? Come on…I mean, at least you just spit it out, but…just…fuck this shit.
And that narwhal thing? Cookie said something about being 'the greatest artist in the world' and that she drew it. No offence to her, but I bet it sucks ass.
Six. Angsty Stan trying to save me from insanity? Go ahead, seriously, write whatever the fuck you want. I've accepted the fact that no matter how much I rant, I will always be paired with other guys. I've accepted it, and I've moved on.
Seven. Well, high school is a clichéd place anyway. And just saying, I don't mind cheesestrings, I just don't like hypocritical asshats. Even though I have my own hypocrite moments…
Eight. You get used to the nightmares after a while. They suck ass, but after a while, you forget all about them. Sometimes tapping the keyboard helps release pent up issues. I SAID TAPPING, GODDAMIT, NOT FAPPING.
Nine. Lovino Vargas? I have no idea who he is, but when I mentioned him to Cookie, she replied with a random mangle of letters. I presume she was tapping the keyboard while having 'a fangirl fit'.
See? Keyboard tapping is useful.
Still, this 'Romano' guy sounds…interesting. I could only make out puttana, which means bitch/whore/slut. Yes, I learnt how to curse in different languages.
I think Cookie's still 'fan-gasming'. I don't know…maybe I'll check on her later.
Ten. Yep, Stan and Ken are pretty awesome friends. Not going to say anything about the relationship thing, but still, it's nice to think Stan would kick his fat ass if he tried something like that.
Eleven. I don't know, I just fucking hate bananas, and was not having a good day. Maybe someone tried to shove a banana up my ass when I was a little kid. Phobias usually come from childhood traumas after all.
Have fun with that spider.
Twelve. Yeah…good point there. But still, appreciate the encouragement. I'll say the next rock is from you. Sure he'll love it.
Thirteen. I've decided to put you on the list of people that I shall not fuck with. Now go have fun mutilating someone's face. Cartman's specifically.
Fourteen. YES. JUST FUCKING YES. THE LAYOUT SUCKS BALLS. Also, I will fucking love you if you do that to Fatass. I'll gladly assist. Gladly.
Fifteen. Please…no…I really don't want to read that kinda stuff. I just…no..
Feel free to read that stuff…just don't let me know about it. I prefer being unaware of that sort of thing.
So, there. Thank you, Procella-chick for reading my rants and taking time to rant, as well as everyone else. It's awesome to see people give a shit about the crap I write.
I guess this was really more of a reply rant…Yeah…Meh…
I'M BACK! Anyways, like Kylie-boo mentioned, I did draw the potato-narwhal thing! Link is on my profile! It probably does suck ass…But, oh well.
Cookie.
