So I drove my busted car out to Barnes & Noble, by all accounts deliberately breaking the law and completely flying in the face of reason. I laugh in the general direction of maturity and common sense.
D'awwww. I need to make more Green *space* Day icons. (Notice TEH SPACE? I didn't make it one word this time. Be proud, you GD Asshole.)
Billie. You so pretty. With your war makeup on. (That's what I call eyeliner, cause dude... it's a pain in the ass to put on, so... uh... actually I don't know why I call it war makeup, but whatever.
BOOBAM! (Hee. Another Jim Carrey-ism.)
Yummy. *licks*
Okay. I'm calling you tonight. I'll call you at 10 your time unless otherwise instructed, m'kay? M'kay.
Billie. You so pretty. With your war makeup on. (That's what I call eyeliner, cause dude... it's a pain in the ass to put on, so... uh... actually I don't know why I call it war makeup, but whatever.
BOOBAM! (Hee. Another Jim Carrey-ism.)
Yummy. *licks*
Okay. I'm calling you tonight. I'll call you at 10 your time unless otherwise instructed, m'kay? M'kay.
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...Wow. I am a GD Asshole. *snerk*
Eyeliner, no eyeliner, black hair, blue hair, tie, no tie, it doesn't matter. He's Billie.
And what'd I tell ya? All he has to do is stand there. Mm. Goddamn.
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