Jill J is an algorithm? I dunno. Oh wait, your article was an 'a' thus the answer must not start with a vowel. Here's attempt number two: Jill J is a philosopher's stone. Excellent. That Travis needs a kick in the face for no apparent reason. I don't trust his undershirt. I don't know where it's been. I guess that's reason enough.
Jill J is a ......, is merely an attempt to distract you. While you were typing and thinking about who Jill J is and what she is [or isn't], some people you don't know came in to where you were and did some stuff you don't know about. You may eventually find out, but I doubt this very seriously, because they are just that sneaky. Sorry man, it HAD to be done.
Nope. My apparent distraction was merely a distraction in itself. Once your hired goons came in to do their secret stuff I turned the tables on them and unloaded my flamethrower. And then the overturned tables caught fire. All hell broke loose from there. The point is they didn't get away with anything. They're dead now. Or at least horribly burned and limping.
Exactly what we had expected from you. Our intel revealed that you are not one to be fooled. You have an acute sense of awareness that is not easily thwarted. Operation "Double Trick" [aka: Trickin on The Double] was our first measure to counteract your abundant attentiveness. It was also noted that your time served on the Subversive Tacticle Flipmode Squad, lent itself to the development of your Flamethrower weilding skills. That is if, in fact, you call that irradic display of flicking your Bic, skill. No no. This was an anticipated maneuver. The real action was taking place while you so blunderingly spewed forth you tiny sparks. We have come and did what we came to do. Alas, the Grapejuice is ours! Hhhhaaaaaa Hhhhaaaaaa Hhhhhaaaa, HHhhhhaaa hhhhhhaaaaa hhhhhhaaaaaaa.
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Jill J is an algorithm? I dunno. Oh wait, your article was an 'a' thus the answer must not start with a vowel. Here's attempt number two: Jill J is a philosopher's stone. Excellent. That Travis needs a kick in the face for no apparent reason. I don't trust his undershirt. I don't know where it's been. I guess that's reason enough.
Jill J is a ......, is merely an attempt to distract you. While you were typing and thinking about who Jill J is and what she is [or isn't], some people you don't know came in to where you were and did some stuff you don't know about. You may eventually find out, but I doubt this very seriously, because they are just that sneaky. Sorry man, it HAD to be done.
Nope. My apparent distraction was merely a distraction in itself. Once your hired goons came in to do their secret stuff I turned the tables on them and unloaded my flamethrower. And then the overturned tables caught fire. All hell broke loose from there. The point is they didn't get away with anything. They're dead now. Or at least horribly burned and limping.
Exactly what we had expected from you. Our intel revealed that you are not one to be fooled. You have an acute sense of awareness that is not easily thwarted. Operation "Double Trick" [aka: Trickin on The Double] was our first measure to counteract your abundant attentiveness. It was also noted that your time served on the Subversive Tacticle Flipmode Squad, lent itself to the development of your Flamethrower weilding skills. That is if, in fact, you call that irradic display of flicking your Bic, skill. No no. This was an anticipated maneuver. The real action was taking place while you so blunderingly spewed forth you tiny sparks. We have come and did what we came to do. Alas, the Grapejuice is ours! Hhhhaaaaaa Hhhhaaaaaa Hhhhhaaaa, HHhhhhaaa hhhhhhaaaaa hhhhhhaaaaaaa.
This post is just too bizarre to make a reply, and who the hell is this "samo" guy?
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