Um. I thought they avoided a shutdown at the last minute. Edit - Kroshanks, you bastard. :<
Please. I shouldn't have to scroll to find my own canned reply from the list.
I am beyond upset. Sucker Punch was not worth missing this.
This. Goin' commando.
I do not like the ability to share them. I am afraid for the future.
Is this to be used as a signature? :]
xD Oh, that was too amusing.
I hope you said that to her.
:/gasp: I wonder how often I'll have to hear that phrase in this lifetime.
****. I'm. Not. *******.
dundundun a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-.
YES. SO MANY HOURS. Thank you. <33
You took mine off ages ago, because I was a unintentional nonconformist and instead phrased it "P is correct." P is no supporter of originality. Down with P.
/RAGE FACE AT PLUMS. The only other person to combo break me was P. :C OTHERWISE, THESE 120 MESSAGES ARE MINE. MINE.
I think that would be the most appropriate course of action.
No. That was most definitely not the right thing to do in any light. Except for maybe emotionally, you might have felt like you did the right thing based off of the hurt you were feeling. It was extremely immature of you. You should have talked it out with him. Asked him why he was flirting, or explained that it had hurt you that he was. Dumping stuff on his head and attempting to beat up a waitress, who's doing her job in trying to prevent violence, was not the way to go. However, I understand how it is to be worked up emotionally and do things without really thinking about it. Obviously, he was in the wrong for flirting with her, but you could have handled it a tad better. If you were going to get defensive to begin with, then I don't think you should have posted this thread asking for people's opinions. You have to be willing to admit that even though he was in the wrong, the way you handled it wasn't right either.
I only feel guilty when I stream a movie that's out in theaters. I never save it to my hard drive. I don't have any movies on my actual laptop, but I do stream. For some reason that minimizes the feeling of guilt--and also, for some reason, in my area, they monitor that stuff A LOT. My aunt used to download movies to her laptop while she was staying here for a bit, and they shut our internet down and called us telling my mom she was going to have to pay a fine if it continued. But they can't do anything about streaming. It's strange. But even before that, I would stream. If it's a classic Disney movie or something, not an ounce of guilt. If it's in theaters, I don't touch it. If I see it in theaters and love it, I buy it. If I see it in theaters, and feel like watching it again someday but it wasn't really that great, I'll stream it. I also stream it if I want to watch it with someone else simultaneously.
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Thanks. Lol. I was going to post, until I saw that he was vanishing for a bit. I don't see a point, since Klaire isn't doing anything of...
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