It's not that I'm passive-aggressive. I just believe in caution.
You know who's hot?
Jensen Ackles, that's who.
You know who else is golly goshing fine?
Jared Padalecki.
So, I watched Twilight. I was weirdly distracted by Bella's mouth. She kept, I don't know, pursing it sorta. Huh, why do I hafta notice that stuff? Whenever I watch anything with Jenses Ackles in it, his mouth distracts me in a whole 'nother way....
I live at the top of a hill. A really steep, curving hill with mega dropoffs and no passing room at all. The bottom and top of the hill is a really easy place for cops to meet their monthly quota of speeding tickets. Yeah, so I go the speed limit. Hey, my insurance just went down $20+ and that's swell. Some chick hit on one of my pet peeves. She tailgated me so close that I couldn't even see her headlights, but I could count every pore on her face. I hate that. I brake for deer, squirrels, bunnies and even people. I don't need a Ford Focus wedged into my trunk because I refuse to get busted at a freaking speed trap or slaughter Thumper. I have nothing against the car itself. It's a cute car, but the nucking fut driving it needs a righteous beat down. So anyway, I slowed down even more just to piss her off. I took way too much pleasure in that, but I am able to revel in my pettiness.
Jensen Ackles, that's who.
You know who else is golly goshing fine?
Jared Padalecki.
So, I watched Twilight. I was weirdly distracted by Bella's mouth. She kept, I don't know, pursing it sorta. Huh, why do I hafta notice that stuff? Whenever I watch anything with Jenses Ackles in it, his mouth distracts me in a whole 'nother way....
I live at the top of a hill. A really steep, curving hill with mega dropoffs and no passing room at all. The bottom and top of the hill is a really easy place for cops to meet their monthly quota of speeding tickets. Yeah, so I go the speed limit. Hey, my insurance just went down $20+ and that's swell. Some chick hit on one of my pet peeves. She tailgated me so close that I couldn't even see her headlights, but I could count every pore on her face. I hate that. I brake for deer, squirrels, bunnies and even people. I don't need a Ford Focus wedged into my trunk because I refuse to get busted at a freaking speed trap or slaughter Thumper. I have nothing against the car itself. It's a cute car, but the nucking fut driving it needs a righteous beat down. So anyway, I slowed down even more just to piss her off. I took way too much pleasure in that, but I am able to revel in my pettiness.