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About Me Member Wise Ass ((OCRP))44/Male/Unknown Recent Activity Deviant for 2 Months
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((So much for gift-shopping/OOC Journal))

Mon Dec 7, 2009, 8:54 AM
  • Mood: Disgust
  • Listening to: My mom raging
  • Watching: My mom raging
  • Drinking: Sprite
So thanks to my brother's stupidity, we'll be too poor to buy shit this month. He hasn't paid his phone bill since SEPTEMBER so the company's throwing the bill at US. SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS, PLUS OUR OWN PHONE BILL TO PAY THIS MONTH?! Ow. ;A ;

Man, was my mom pissed. So, in revenge, she ordered the phone company to disconnect EVERYTHING in my brother's house. Phone and his precious internet. We also found out that he yelled at the woman from the phone company to "DON'T TELL MY MOM!" but she did so anyways.

What did me and my mother do to deserve him? Really? -facelife-

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  • Current Residence: None since i'm always travelling..
  • Interests: That's none of your buisness.
  • Favourite movie: I like horror films.
  • Favourite band or musician: Anything good, really
  • Favourite genre of music: ^ See Above
  • Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
  • Skin of choice: Mine, thanks..
  • Favourite game: Blackjack
  • Personal Quote: Let me smoke in peace, will ya?
  • Tools of the Trade: My weapons~

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:iconsir-parsnip:
(( SORRY I ZOOPED LAST NIGHT I waited for you for a bit but I was tired and went to bed . So I told whoever was in the chat to tell you I had to sleep I'M SORRY YO -Runs off to the bus before it leaves her- ))
:iconsir-parsnip:
-After reading the letter Crosser left him, he ventured to the zombie's room and knocked politely on the door. He appreciated the apology, but what was this about needing to speak with him? A slight ringing crept into his mind, he ignored it.-
:iconcrosserjones:
-He had been getting dressed in his room, having decided to wear decent clothes for once. Man did he love Victorian stuff. The knock on his door caught his attention and he opened it- ..Yes? -he was currently tying his hair into a ponytail, with a ribbon- Oh, hiya Parsnip. 'u'
:iconsir-parsnip:
Hn, you don't look like utter trash today. -He raised a brow. This was a complement, in a weird Parsnippity way.-

Aside from that, you stated you needed to speak with me in your most recent letter?
:iconcrosserjones:
Thanks, but you know I'm always gonna be trash. //A' Or filth as you so kindly remind me. -He'd gotten used to being called Filth, accepting it as a kind of nickname from Snips.-

Letter? Oh yeah. I was just wondering if you wanted to go out for a drink. As acquaintances, I mean. Away from this..nut house. -He shrugged, then frowned at the ribbon in his hair. He never knew how the hell to tie those properly.- And uh..could you please help me with this? //A;
:iconsir-parsnip:
It depends, what kind of drink, may I ask?
-He smoothed out his clothing, looking quite uninterested.-

--and are you seriously unable to tie a simple ribbon??
-He spoke as if it was like being unable to tie a shoe, or something to that effect-

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