The Curse Game

YOU. CAN'T. MAKE. ME. DO. IT.

I curse the next poster to go see the Bratz movie four times in a row while sitting next to an old guy that talks to everyone about his, "younger days".
 
*tosses out juice, then smashs cup and slits neck with glass shards*

Suprisingly, it didn't work...

I curse the next poster to have to go to a concert by some idiot girl singer.
 
Ouch dude, thats rough. I already feel myself slowly turning to stone.

I curse the NP to tell there mtoher they love them, then go beat up George Bush and get shot in the gutt.
 
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