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Saturday, August 07, 2004

Currently: watching pulp fiction... holy crap i never noticed that steve buscemi was the buddy holly waiter!

i don't like the layout too many pictures...

i freaking love it when jules asks brett if marsellus "looks like a bitch" and brett goes "what?" and then he shoots him in the arm. that's probably really morbid but i love it.

"you, flock of seagulls, you know what we're here for?"

"i'm not a cobb or corn, so you can stop butterin' me up. i don't need you to tell me how good my coffee is. i'm the one who buys it, i know how fuckin' good it is. when bonnie goes shoppin; she buys shit. i buy the gourmet expensive stuff 'cause when i drink it, i wanna taste it. but what's on my mind at this moment isn't the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead nigger in my garage."

"jimmie..."

"...i'm talkin'. now let me ask you a question, jules. when you drove in here, did you notice a sign out front that said, "Dead nigger storage?"

(i do not like the n word but i love that part)

What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?

You're known for starting trouble. But you play it cool. Besides, no one can resist your sharp eyes and quick wit. *They* eat from the palm of your hand. Though you have weaknesses, which may have deadly consequences, you, are resurrected, as if the gods themselves breathed immortality into you.

Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz.



and for the guy

What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?

You're cautious, a bit paranoid. You left the scene for the suburban married life, but somehow, touble seems to follow you and piss on your mornings. You are quick to share your point of view, but have no problems with giving in to the requests of wives and wolves.

Take the What Pulp Fiction Character Are You? quiz.



cool with me. i fucking love that movie.

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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

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