ramblings of an incredibly drunk reverend seabass
Me: Stop molesting the goldfish
Rob: I'M NOT! i'm just liking them (then later said something about molesting the sack of goldfish)
he said something about big monkey dinosaurs and bubbles tasting like floor. also..."theres lots of pixies, i like pixies...not the band though..they've got that fat bald guy"
and apparently he looks like dry scrambled eggs in a tank top. and he has bonus elastic.
"Big Bubbles....Big Bubbles...talk about Bubbles."
They're close like grenades and horseshoes...and cigars and tissues.
that sounds like a boutique
your metabolism will blow up if you drink beer
when rob got into his bed he said he was like a lightning snake.
Rob: I'M NOT! i'm just liking them (then later said something about molesting the sack of goldfish)
he said something about big monkey dinosaurs and bubbles tasting like floor. also..."theres lots of pixies, i like pixies...not the band though..they've got that fat bald guy"
and apparently he looks like dry scrambled eggs in a tank top. and he has bonus elastic.
"Big Bubbles....Big Bubbles...talk about Bubbles."
They're close like grenades and horseshoes...and cigars and tissues.
that sounds like a boutique
your metabolism will blow up if you drink beer
when rob got into his bed he said he was like a lightning snake.