I'm flying over youuuu
I want to bone Q Lazzarus.
My brain is officially made out of Goodbye Horses.
I don't listen to anything else. It is all I listen to.
Melmo = Buffalo Billina.
Doo doo.
Doo doo.
That and Harry Belafonte's Jump in the Line because when I dance I'm a hurricane in all kinds of weather.
I love Sean and we're getting hitched, drunk or sober. Probably sober, because if he doesn't marry me by next week I'm going to make him. You all think I'm kidding. Definitely not. I'm all obsessed with him and shit. Yeah. He's having my children.
Apparently everyone in South River knows about my exboyfriend's foot fetish as a few of them decided to vocalize this during graduation practice. I ended up having to tell the story to the entire row sitting behind me, to which they all respond "Fucking gross. Did he want to lick them. Sick boy."
Lulz.
-Melmo
My brain is officially made out of Goodbye Horses.
I don't listen to anything else. It is all I listen to.
Melmo = Buffalo Billina.
Doo doo.
Doo doo.
That and Harry Belafonte's Jump in the Line because when I dance I'm a hurricane in all kinds of weather.
I love Sean and we're getting hitched, drunk or sober. Probably sober, because if he doesn't marry me by next week I'm going to make him. You all think I'm kidding. Definitely not. I'm all obsessed with him and shit. Yeah. He's having my children.
Apparently everyone in South River knows about my exboyfriend's foot fetish as a few of them decided to vocalize this during graduation practice. I ended up having to tell the story to the entire row sitting behind me, to which they all respond "Fucking gross. Did he want to lick them. Sick boy."
Lulz.
-Melmo