I generally don't like the idea of fat men who break into my house and steal all my milk and cookies, but this year the fatass damned well better bring me:1. A working dsl modem - that's right bitch. I'm fucking sick of windows. GIVE ME MY FUCKING LINUX!
2. upgrade my webhost - need more space for my l33t techno shiznit </shameless self promotion>
3. Booty - come on now. I need a damned girlfriend... Or atleast a one night stand. Something to remember, dammit.
I'm planning on using my xmas cash from relatives to buy a psychopathic hatchman necklace... gotta rep up my criz-ew (Does that really piss you off Rhydant?). If santa decides on giving me one, then the money's gonna go to a bunch of cd's. or a hooker, if i don't get my third thing...
One of the few good things about living with your parents happens on christmas day. And no, CK, it's not when your uncle anally rapes you. That's just in your family.
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