table for 1
dreaming... sigh...
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yeah, my school's getting the canterbury one too.
jersey itself is $70, then we pay for everything else (eg. front name, collar embroidery)
max 10 letters included, but pay extra like $1.40 each letter, but only get a max 14 anyway.
we haven't got them yet though. meanwhile, some of the schools near us have
some lame ones i've seen:
- too tangy [.... or was it 100% too tangy?]
- [someone's name]
- missunderstood [or was it miss understood...something like that]
- annoying sms-like ones [eg. 2SXC]
- bimbo
- lady ___ [insert name]
- i really hate the stuck up ones [eg. god's gift 2 women]
- too many symbols which has no meaning
some cute ones [some of which i've not actually seen but discussed with friends]:
- 99% fat free
- made in China
- yaw gnorW [wrong way...]
- 1/cosC [secC....]
- table for 1 [... =D i didn't actually put that on my jersey though]
i don't want to say what i did put on my jersey in case there are creepy ppl out there who will think they know me, despite only seeing me on bos forums, and start stalking me. which they'll then keep a diary to document a non-existent relationship. and when i tell them i don't know them and to stop following me, they'll go crazily depressed and suicidal. wanting then to prove that 'we' belong together, and somehow end up kidnapping me to an abandoned shack some km far far away from the city borders. he'll then force me into an off-white dress, then stand us in front of a shrine of some sort, vowing his complete love and adoration for me, and then pronounce us married. then, he'll show me fake legal documents proving that we are in fact married. then, he'll hold me tightly with me struggling, but him all calm with a far away look/dream-like look in his eyes/face, and start saying all this stuff about our 'future' and 'family'. though we'll be married and supposedly trusting each other, he'll lock me up in the shack while he goes out to buy grocerys. of course, i try to escape, but he comes home to find me trying picking the lock and decides to chain me to the bed [if you can call it a bed]. chained to a bed. and that is how i will spend the rest of my days and nights. how fun.
jersey itself is $70, then we pay for everything else (eg. front name, collar embroidery)
max 10 letters included, but pay extra like $1.40 each letter, but only get a max 14 anyway.
we haven't got them yet though. meanwhile, some of the schools near us have
some lame ones i've seen:
- too tangy [.... or was it 100% too tangy?]
- [someone's name]
- missunderstood [or was it miss understood...something like that]
- annoying sms-like ones [eg. 2SXC]
- bimbo
- lady ___ [insert name]
- i really hate the stuck up ones [eg. god's gift 2 women]
- too many symbols which has no meaning
some cute ones [some of which i've not actually seen but discussed with friends]:
- 99% fat free
- made in China
- yaw gnorW [wrong way...]
- 1/cosC [secC....]
- table for 1 [... =D i didn't actually put that on my jersey though]
i don't want to say what i did put on my jersey in case there are creepy ppl out there who will think they know me, despite only seeing me on bos forums, and start stalking me. which they'll then keep a diary to document a non-existent relationship. and when i tell them i don't know them and to stop following me, they'll go crazily depressed and suicidal. wanting then to prove that 'we' belong together, and somehow end up kidnapping me to an abandoned shack some km far far away from the city borders. he'll then force me into an off-white dress, then stand us in front of a shrine of some sort, vowing his complete love and adoration for me, and then pronounce us married. then, he'll show me fake legal documents proving that we are in fact married. then, he'll hold me tightly with me struggling, but him all calm with a far away look/dream-like look in his eyes/face, and start saying all this stuff about our 'future' and 'family'. though we'll be married and supposedly trusting each other, he'll lock me up in the shack while he goes out to buy grocerys. of course, i try to escape, but he comes home to find me trying picking the lock and decides to chain me to the bed [if you can call it a bed]. chained to a bed. and that is how i will spend the rest of my days and nights. how fun.