My idiot boss was always taking the credit for my great ideas and blaming me for his bad decisions; so I finally had to say FIIQ.
by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ April 09, 2011

The Jazz-fest crowd is always just a gawk of tourists – never the cucumbrance of coolsters you'd expect.
by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ July 08, 2012

Never take an apartment within earshot of a convenience store, unless you like listening to nonstop troubabores.
by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ October 25, 2009

by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ October 02, 2009

I’d expected a smallish barbecue, but it turned out to be a monster garden party – through which we meangled for hours.
by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ August 12, 2012

by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ June 19, 2011

Everyone was just vegging out around the hotel’s pool everyday ‘til some Brits organized a “hash run” (a paper chase—nothing to do with hashish), and amazingly, all the slothsages really got into it.
by ΔиłĦ☼иצ ߀₡ʞ August 13, 2011
