GUESS WHO'S BACK BACK AGAIN I remember having a few people following me just to go 'hey chloe where are your rant threads' and then unfollowing me quickly after. XD Too bad I'm silenced. I'm sorry to say I actually FORGOT how to make them. Yeah, okay, I guess slamming my face into a wall kills more than enough brain cells so this is all my fault. But I'm going to at least try making them again. If there is an appalling lack of humor or genuine sincerity in this, then again IT IS ALL MY FAULT. And I should be kidnapped my Bowser and held captive by a bunch of tiny ass mushrooms because fuck logic! And I guess the rant would be about something so stupidly dumb and insignificant and cause uproar on forums. Controversial? PERHAPS. Just kidding. I really don't think poking at drunkards who piss their pants in restaurants is a topic that'll make you flip your shit, but then again, if you were that group of light-weight asian high school kids at that restaurant then hoo-hoo YOU HAVE ALL THE RIGHT TO BE MAD. And this comes back to what, last week? And then these group of kids start laughing obnoxiously like pigs. Mind you, there is a large bottle of vodka sitting peacefully on the table on the far corner, but then there are three girls barely clothes screaming at the top of their lungs '你看！！！我在桌子上跳舞！！！！' (LOOK I'M DANCING ON A TABLE) while they're just looking down at their flat chests and moaning cantopop like some drug addict who just came off acid road. And when I mean acid road, I mean the cocaine-cat just took away all of your supply of godly white powder and left you in a shocking state of withdrawal. And I'm trying to eat my lamb sticks without hearing 'GLUG GLUG GLUG' every two seconds, and so without thinking I stare at them and go '我的媽啊！你們能不能小聲一點兒?' (omg can you pls sthu) because it's five pm in a quiet restaurant and I don't want a girl screaming '我的褲子不見了！我的褲子不見了！！！' (MY PANTS! WHERE ARE MY PAAAANTS?!) And we're sort of sharing a booth here. There's this little mirror thing that we can see through blurr-ily (blah not even a word), and I try my best not to, because I can see the outlines of a kid passing out on the floor and the liquor spilling on his head. I wouldn't've been surprised if the dude drew a penis on his forehead too. And I guess the only reason they weren't kicked out was because, A) woo nearly chinese new year B) they're dead C) HAHAHHAHA THIS IS SUPPOSEDLY NORMAL I've had my fair share of getting drunk (lesbehonesthere) and going 'haha your butt looks like angelina jolie's lips' when I'm tipsy as hell, but I don't remember going 'HEY GUYS I CAN TOUCH MY BUTT WITH MY NOSE WANNA SEE' whenever I'm drunk. I've also witnessed a bunch of noisy people, but never as lewd as they were. But I guess it's in Chinese nature to be loud, hell, we get to be loud! Just as long as we don't scream at the TV and threaten to kick the weather reporter's balls, because dat's noht nyce. And in the end I just glared really hard at the glass wall until my soup went cold. Eh. (hope i'm doing this right >:0) Pffff noisiness. Yeah okay bye.
WITHOUT HIS BALLS THERE WILL BE NO TELLING TO WHAT TOMORROW'S WEATHER WILL BE OR THE DAY AFTER OR THE DAY AFTER AFTER D: