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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Inattentive concentration.
Posted 05-12-2008 at 09:13 PM by scrab queen
Moving sucks.
I was the only one who noticed the dried up condom in the yard. I do not want to know what was going on there. Got a car today, so now I don't have to see my parents mooch for a ride for the first time in 20 years. That was rich. Mom pulled the puppy eyed trick too. It totally failed. At least I get to have another chance at an identity. I'm going to completely trash it. |
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