Dec 22, 2005 18:15
I got piercey. I got piercey in my nipple. I got piercey in my other nipple, too. It's tasty. Like rye bread. Bre got stuck. Inside of my nipple. It was quite... orange-y. And painful. But it's tasty now. Like toast-- NO! No. Like toasted rye bread. Is there such a thing? As toasted rye bread? Can you put it in your shoe? Like a dollar or two? Hmmmmm, what else. Yeah.
I got two holes. Up inside my nipple-y region. That's all I have to say.
But wait! There's more! I dunno what more is. What's more? I can't think of anything but my nipples. 'Cause they sting. Like a Bre. Likea Bre likea Bre likea Bre. Oh god. Float like a butterfly, sting like Bre. Indeed.
I love my fuzzy.
The end.
End.
End.
SARAH
YAAAEEEEYAAAAAAEH~Randy
YAAAYYYYYYUH~Bre
YAYA!*Sarah
This has been a proud production brought to you by Bre, Sarah, and a bit of Randy. On your face.
But no, really. I got my fuckin' nipples pierced.
Good times.
This is really the end this time.
The end.