I rule. And not in that small-time the-ladies-all-say-I'm-a-good-dancer sorta way, but in the full-on, get down and genuflect, steal your wife/ kiss your baby, spraypaint-my-name-on-a-moving-cop-car kinda way. I just plain-out fuckin' ROOL. And on top of all that, whenever I throw trash out my car window I always aim for the bin.

I don't rule so much as coast amicably.

Your tiny ego has no place in this thread.

Radcliife doesn't know what the hell he's talking about. Why? Cuz I rule! Not only do I have to pick up his trash after he's missed the damn trash bin, but I chase the fascist smokers who toss their used ciggie butts onto the ground. Not to mention, I have a ghetto booty made for dancing and knockin' skinny girls outta the way.

John Holmes has nothing on me.

I rule.

Oh sure, it's easy to rule over a dead guy.

Okay, fine. Rocco Siffredi has nothing on me, Holmes had nothing on me. I'm still the man.

Damn, I'm the greatest.

Thank god your lesser intelligence can't comprehend your misfortune at not being me, or your despair would undoubetdly kill you, and then who would worship me?

Yes, but you have been lowered to "teacher" status after once being the "Prince of Darkness". Thank goodness, I who am greater than you all, do not have your misfortune.

Pathetic mortals.

Once the Prince of Darkness, always the Prince of Darkness. I'm just incognito right now to keep the skank hos offa my jock.

I still bring it...

boys in the band.

I have minions rule for me so I can move on to cooler stuff.

Thread roolz, btw.

I am so awesome, only an elite few are in on what makes me so awesome.

I rule so hard that this thread no longer deserves me. Out.

Y'all l'il niggas ain't got NO clue how hard folk like me OWN this joint, and e'erythang else I touch, look at or even think about. Aimin for trash cans and shit. I throw shit where I wanna, drink out of the bottle and generally do what's I wanna. Come back later when you get a real ego.

The Book of John could used and edit by me, Hemingway, Steinbeck, and Fitzgerald would still be writing inside of a wet paper bag if it weren't for me, and Ry Cooder be damned I taught Keef open G tuning.

The rest of you could sit around and add up ego from the first dude who said he makes the sunrise, and keep adding unyil you find the due that finally snuffs the sun for the final time, and you would not have an iota of how hard I rule,

I don't belong in this thread because I can't blow my nose correctly.

There's a RIGHT way to blow one's nose?
Picking yes, blowing no.

yeah, it always tickles so i end up laughing rather than getting the job done.

picking

This is a funny visual! I can't even imagine this without busting up.

I will let you know I just did a halfway decent job of blowing my nose. I JUST WANT TO BE ABLE TO BREATHE GODDAMNIT.
I don't even have a cold, I was just very sad on Friday.

congrats on the blowing. Practice, practice, practice.