Before Christ, Blasted Cyanide, Bored Cynic, Bargain Crisis, Bust Cauchon, Breed Colour, Beef Cephalus, Bar Casket or simply… Bc.

Did you get it? I hope so. I haven’t yet. I dont get it. The reality has to shrink to size of balls of a smelly metrosexual. The singularity appears every minute, as the precious seconds tick… tack……

God was wrong! I am….

Bc.

If you wonder why I am so suprised, astonished, stun rigid and what’s this big deal all about…. just think again. Realize what faculty I study. Then imagine me. Wearing a tux-t-shirt, flannel jacket, denim jeans after daddy, Tesco-bag and drooling over new linux kernel. Still no clue? I’ll explain further later…..

6 Responses to “Before Christ, Blasted Cyanide, Bored Cynic, Bargain Crisis, Bust Cauchon, Breed Colour, Beef Cephalus, Bar Casket or simply… Bc.”

  1. Medwed Says:

    Well, great job and congratulations… ;)
    Next time i’ll see you, i’ll make you so drunk, that you’ll be pissing pure alcohol three days after that ;)

  2. rafael Says:

    Congratulations, dude! At last… ;)

  3. Triptamine Says:

    So, my fella, You finally proved that You belong to “our IT family” afterall :-) Congrats!!!

  4. Jesse Says:

    Don’t work for microsoft…. don’t go to london…

  5. wertti Says:

    Congratulations, you big sack of worry! :d

  6. jilly Says:

    this is sooo gay i like the other ones better

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