Just browsing through trademe earlier, I noticed something a little bit silly.
On a bid for a sanyo mobile, in the description it states;

'two way sms messaging'

UMMM
Wouldn't one way be a bit pointless?
Does this really need to be said?
Hmm....




NEXT

Okay so I'm super bored and my freaking toe won't stop hurting, so I thought I'd chuck a rant on here for those who are equally bored, you poor souls.

Ever had anyone stand on your toe, and your reaction is, "OW BITCH GAYFACE."
THEN someone wearing a freaking stiletto stands on your toe, and you release a chorus of hellish words that no one knew ever existed.

I HATE IT

Especially when after a night out you don't feel it at first, so a few days later your damn toe starts hurting and you think you've simply banged it. Then it hurts for about a week, and you start to think, "ARR maybe it's broken? STOP HURTING!"
The worst thing is, you can't remember why it hurts in the first place, mostly because you were freakishly drunk at the time.
So you're left wondering-

WHY

ME

NOT

COOL

Until that little purple bruise comes up, and bang!! Hits you like a brick to the face that some bimbo or tranny stood on your little innocent toe while you were out getting your freak on.

So why do I hate stiletto bruises?

Not only do they hurt like a $%^#, but even when it stops hurting the bruise stays there until it grows out, which will probably take about a year.

A year of constant reminding that someone that you most likely have never met before CAN'T dance, and YOU went through the pain to prove it.

I mean for Chirsts sake, I have one on my left big toe from my 17th birthday party (WHOOT HANNAH!) and it's only half gone, and that party was 5 months ago.

GO AWAY.

The only good thing about it was that it was in the shape of Patrick from Spongebob Squarepants, which was always funny showing people that a starfish lived in my toe. XD

I'm writing this because I now have a fresh one on my big right toe. It hurts! Dick.

(Thank you Wellington nightlife)

At least it has a friend though.

So that's my rant, I've always wanted to have one.

I'll be surprised if you're still reading!

I'm gonna go make some tea...

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