Battered bullets summarized pastry Higgins, "Eeyore told me to do it."
Wolfen infants have been proven obsolete according to the new issue of Sexuality Quarterly. Gee Ronald, thanks for the absolutely nothing you boob.
So, I guess everything has been carnivorous lately. I saw Into The Blue on Friday and it was of course, absolutely amazing, and not just because Jess was in it, but it had a nice plot, great half hour of pure violence, Jess was in it, great movie quote to use in a song, I made out with Kim, I made out with Hunter, I made out with Hunter again, but most of all, Jason's parents were there. Sweeeeeee. t.
For those of you who didn't hear....
Some retardedly ballsy kid made up junk about me and told his/her parents "they saw me doing drugs". That's awesome enough in the first place. But wait! It gets better! Except worse! The kid's parents go up to mine own and tell them that their kid was an eyewitness to my crazy Wonderland trips, and they believe that sphincter prance. I had noticed that my pay checks and allowance had been missing for a couple days because I usually cash my checks myself but my mom "volunteered" to do it for me, but in all factuationalism (yeah Brentley!) she stole them and put all fraggin' $175 in my savings account, which can't be opened until I'm 18. Yeah dude. Savory midgets on a toasted whale. I love the trust level!
I definetely have straight B's.
I wish I had time for a nice lengthy outtro but I'll try to do my best with 3 minutes.
Blackened moisture credentials infiltration, Derek. Where is your commonly sauntered bulletin board, gasping, gasping don't take my stylist the peasantry recalls that grouse's wedding like a tuna on a harpsichord with its serenades, OH THOSE SERENADES. WhY CAN'T I AFFORD ONE OF THOSE TERRIER CLIPPErS. Can I get some negril, nephews, homosexuality is commonly colored Mildred. This one sucked alot.
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So, I guess everything has been carnivorous lately. I saw Into The Blue on Friday and it was of course, absolutely amazing, and not just because Jess was in it, but it had a nice plot, great half hour of pure violence, Jess was in it, great movie quote to use in a song, I made out with Kim, I made out with Hunter, I made out with Hunter again, but most of all, Jason's parents were there. Sweeeeeee. t.
For those of you who didn't hear....
Some retardedly ballsy kid made up junk about me and told his/her parents "they saw me doing drugs". That's awesome enough in the first place. But wait! It gets better! Except worse! The kid's parents go up to mine own and tell them that their kid was an eyewitness to my crazy Wonderland trips, and they believe that sphincter prance. I had noticed that my pay checks and allowance had been missing for a couple days because I usually cash my checks myself but my mom "volunteered" to do it for me, but in all factuationalism (yeah Brentley!) she stole them and put all fraggin' $175 in my savings account, which can't be opened until I'm 18. Yeah dude. Savory midgets on a toasted whale. I love the trust level!
I definetely have straight B's.
I wish I had time for a nice lengthy outtro but I'll try to do my best with 3 minutes.
Blackened moisture credentials infiltration, Derek. Where is your commonly sauntered bulletin board, gasping, gasping don't take my stylist the peasantry recalls that grouse's wedding like a tuna on a harpsichord with its serenades, OH THOSE SERENADES. WhY CAN'T I AFFORD ONE OF THOSE TERRIER CLIPPErS. Can I get some negril, nephews, homosexuality is commonly colored Mildred. This one sucked alot.
Heated Mattress Pad. Comfort and Support, for your thug life.