So I am home alone, listening to drop it like it's haaaaaaawt inexcusably loud, and suddenly my brain gets a telegram. It's from my stomach.
ITS ME STOMACH [STOP] PLEASE SEND FOOD [STOP] EMERGENCY[STOP]
I go to the kitchen, pull out the last of the pumpkin bread and hunt for cream cheese. And what do I find in my fridge? Whipped cream cheese.
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A, ymml. Ol. LOL
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O M I A J C.
W.
A, T L T I G P H. D Y T T Y C F O T C?
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Or Maybe I Am Just Crazy.
Whatever.
Anyway, Talking Like This Is Getting Pretty Hard. Do You Think You Can Figure Out This Comment?
.....how'd I do?
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