zits and turkey
I have a huge ass zit on my nose and it hurts so bad i could cry. My nose is all swollen and hard too.
ohohohoho merry thanksgiving. i ate so much a passed out.
today when we were eating i forgot i was a vegetarian and ate like two bites of turkey. then i puked A LOT. my family just sat there and laughed at me while my life poured out my mouth. then i just passed out and when i woke up i was starving so i ate a bunch of potatoes and got diarreah. it was a good thanksgiving.
that was all a lie. nothing like that happened. it really was a good thanksgiving. we walked ten blocks to my cousins house and a hobo scared the shit out of us.
last year, we ran out of gas while we were on the highway and we sat there in the cold for a while before my dad hitchhiked to a gas station.
and a few years before that, i got the flu or something and puked my guts out all over while we were at my aunts house and because it was so very projectile in nature, it pushed out some diarreah too. then we had to drive home and i got to sit there and puke in a plastic bag and my brothers were like "ew, it smells like mashes potatoes". that one really did happen.
so im thankful for not being killed by a hobo, not running out of gas on the way home, and being able to finish a meal with no potato puke.
DONT FORGET TO THANK SQUANTO, BITCHES.
i kinda like thanksgiving a lot. its always interesting for me.
ohohohoho merry thanksgiving. i ate so much a passed out.
today when we were eating i forgot i was a vegetarian and ate like two bites of turkey. then i puked A LOT. my family just sat there and laughed at me while my life poured out my mouth. then i just passed out and when i woke up i was starving so i ate a bunch of potatoes and got diarreah. it was a good thanksgiving.
that was all a lie. nothing like that happened. it really was a good thanksgiving. we walked ten blocks to my cousins house and a hobo scared the shit out of us.
last year, we ran out of gas while we were on the highway and we sat there in the cold for a while before my dad hitchhiked to a gas station.
and a few years before that, i got the flu or something and puked my guts out all over while we were at my aunts house and because it was so very projectile in nature, it pushed out some diarreah too. then we had to drive home and i got to sit there and puke in a plastic bag and my brothers were like "ew, it smells like mashes potatoes". that one really did happen.
so im thankful for not being killed by a hobo, not running out of gas on the way home, and being able to finish a meal with no potato puke.
DONT FORGET TO THANK SQUANTO, BITCHES.
i kinda like thanksgiving a lot. its always interesting for me.