AG: I don't see how we're supposed to 8e 8ecoming friends if you recoil from my olive 8ranch like I'm twitching a mummified 8ovine phallus in your direction.
CG: BECOMING FRIENDS, WHAT THE FUCK.
CG: WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS, MORON.
AG: Not even h8 friends?
CG: NO. MORE LIKE TWITCHY EYED PROJECTILE VOMITING IN UTTER DISGUST FRIENDS, WHILE I PERFORATE MY BONE BULGE WITH A CULLING FORK.
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FURBALL.
Posted 03-27-2008 at 04:55 AM by scrab queen
I..am...still...drugged.
We finally got it out. I'm at least three pounds lighter now. Massive headache impending. Shame I didn't get a picture of it before it went in the trash. At least I still have the other one. I could've stuffed a pillow with it. Took a whole week of non-stop watering, oiling, snagging and drugging. I need food, sleep, and another painkiller. I'll probably post a pic of my previous 'trophy' when I've had some sleep. Girls, don't be a lazy bitch. Get up and do your hair. Otherwise, you'll end up re-gaining your soft spot from infancy. All through out the entire thing, I couldn't help but to wonder if dracula had 300 year old boogers stuck to the bottom of his chair. If they shot frikken' lazer beams from thier frikken' heads... Alright, that freaked me out. I'm going to bed now. |
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