Well you know what, Katalyna? You can go fuck a moose. And I hope that moose is infected with a really rare disease, and I hope that when you go to the ER to get treated for it, they give you really weird looks and laugh at you behind your back. And I hope you'll forever be known as "She Who Fucks Moose" in the medical community. That's your new Native American name. Bear it well.
Yeahhhh, everytime they update their blog I throw a little party in my head (and my pants, but, shhhh) filled with black and red confetti and balloons shaped like Gerard's head.
Bob posts the best youtube videos ever. Have you seen the one with the guy walking into the glass window? Priceless.
For some reason I can totally see Frank trying to walk all his dogs and failing. And by failing I mean tripping on a small rock then getting pulled along by 19+ dogs because they simultaniously decided to start running. Dog telepathy. SOMEONE CALL CEASER MILAN!!!
I saw the Dog Whisperer the other day. I always wanted to after seeing that South Park episode. Ever since I haven't been able to stop making random comments to my sister everytime I see someone walking their dog. It usually starts with me saying, (with a badass Mexican accent), "Meliiiissa, we must rhhh-eehabilitate that dogghh's ownerrr."
Oi, you gotta tell your aunt "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" for me.
AND TELL ME WHAT HIGH SCHOOL YOU'RE GOING TO!! DON'T MAKE ME CALL YO MAMMA!!
Yeahhhh, everytime they update their blog I throw a little party in my head (and my pants, but, shhhh) filled with black and red confetti and balloons shaped like Gerard's head.
Bob posts the best youtube videos ever. Have you seen the one with the guy walking into the glass window? Priceless.
For some reason I can totally see Frank trying to walk all his dogs and failing. And by failing I mean tripping on a small rock then getting pulled along by 19+ dogs because they simultaniously decided to start running. Dog telepathy. SOMEONE CALL CEASER MILAN!!!
I saw the Dog Whisperer the other day. I always wanted to after seeing that South Park episode. Ever since I haven't been able to stop making random comments to my sister everytime I see someone walking their dog. It usually starts with me saying, (with a badass Mexican accent), "Meliiiissa, we must rhhh-eehabilitate that dogghh's ownerrr."
Oi, you gotta tell your aunt "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" for me.
AND TELL ME WHAT HIGH SCHOOL YOU'RE GOING TO!! DON'T MAKE ME CALL YO MAMMA!!
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