Ahahaha....was that honor person talking to me? If so, it was totally confusing. Thank you, George! You made MY day!
doesn't matter what your real name is, it's what you write that is the key babe...your name could be Esmeralda Gertruda Smorkums and if you came across cool, and not like an idiot who can't correct me with a real name, so I can at least feel like there is some kinda personal repoire here, I don't give a rats azz wha duh name is............. peace anyways, don't get your knickers in a uproar
okay s o O you need a translater moon flower and btw writing about me like I'm not gonna be here again is F U C K IN rude as hella, You want to try and embarrass me in front of your friends in front of anyone else who may take a simple mistake which was you coming across unclear in the first place, you better git yo act 2getha girly.....not a good way to make friends talking about them behind their backs in front of their faces. it takes me a day to come back on these posts at least, I'm busy and not substituting letters passed back and forth for real time talk. I hope we can work out this weirdness thing you called me before in another thread, that is totally confusing to me. Another words don't look down on me, thanx, I'm thinking of not posting this...ah what the heck..........
Wow....I still don't know what you're talking about. I think you're weird. And, you shouldn't address me anymore. You creep me out. And, you smell like beef and cheese.
It's a metaphor. I often say it from a neutral position when people start becoming chaotic/ridiculous/shit disturbers. A-Campers, Drunks, Pilters, Schwilters, etc.