this should really be in the computer forum, but my mouse is a 7 year old gateway, white, rollerball mouse with 2 buttons and a state of the art at the time scrolly thing in the middle that doesnt work cause of all the gunk in it.
Originally posted by TheSquirrelMaster I'm rockin the opitical.
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a family. Choose sitting on the couch, watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, being nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. But why would I want to do a thing like that? I choose not to choose life. I choose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got Small Talk?