I need to sleep. NOW. Before I steal my dad's credit card or something...
So I checked out this shirt courtesy of a chick I met online? And I got sucked into this website full of...crap. Pure, unadulterated, fucking stupidity.
And now I'm convinced this is the coolest shit ever. I'm starting to go insane...Bee, when you wake up, I will never tease you about shoes again.
The shirt she showed me was this one, which I think is hilarious. Me? I fully need this one. And Joe, no offense unless your teammates are around, but I really need this one.
I also need this one. For Denny, 'cause he calls me that all the time. And this one I'm fucking getting two of. One for me, one for Bee when she wakes up. And I want someone to buy me this bitch right here, because I would never ever buy cheesy girly crap like that for myself.
But I love it, so...
I need to get off this site. Seriously.
And now I'm convinced this is the coolest shit ever. I'm starting to go insane...Bee, when you wake up, I will never tease you about shoes again.
The shirt she showed me was this one, which I think is hilarious. Me? I fully need this one. And Joe, no offense unless your teammates are around, but I really need this one.
I also need this one. For Denny, 'cause he calls me that all the time. And this one I'm fucking getting two of. One for me, one for Bee when she wakes up. And I want someone to buy me this bitch right here, because I would never ever buy cheesy girly crap like that for myself.
But I love it, so...
I need to get off this site. Seriously.