I absolutely ate a ton of paint chips when I was a kid. We had a rusting railing on my porch and I would go outside and snack on them quite frequently. My next-door neighbor, who had a conjoined porch, would come out and repeatedly ask me to stop. I'd pretend to but I'd go right back to it the next day.
I don't think it effected me too badly, except that I always mess up the 'i before e' when I try to spell the words 'weird' and 'friend'. Also I can only climax thinking about George C. Scott crying in a movie theater, but that might have come from something else.
Chad’s schtick is redundant and tawdry, Eric. No need to pay it any mind. Instead you should put your time and energy into brand new videos of you and a Golden Retriever named Colonel Mustard reviewing all the world’s super markets’ peanut butter and honey jars.
Remember when that punk ass bitch Hostage Grenade tried to steal Eriks thunder with a bunch of lame flashy gimmicks. You can’t duplicate the original magic of huffing tacos while head banging to Down’s “Lifer”
we can't control chad's actions. all you can do, erich, is try not to b a person that makes too many threads
or posts
i cut my hand at work and just let it drip on my desk during a conference call -copstache
probably some punk broth - tvbfvs
dames are lousy now mah i gotta bop peckahs -eba
it's been hard to find the focus necessary with all the racket my wife & her boyfriend have been making -necro-meter
Remember when that punk ass bitch Hostage Grenade tried to steal Eriks thunder with a bunch of lame flashy gimmicks. You can’t duplicate the original magic of huffing tacos while head banging to Down’s “Lifer”
Hostage Grenade....another lame ass bitch.
TROLL WORLD ORDER 4 LIFE
BUNGVOX got powerbombed off the stage because he wasn't T.W.O 4 LIFE brother.