blistering
ok i guess i have something to explain. so here goes:
first of all, i did not STEAL anna's SCISSORS. come on now, people. it was my parents. i would never take anything that belonged to somebody as close as kin. it's only my real kin that i steal from. remember, i was insanely sick the day that i moved back home, so my parents ended up just pitching all of my stuff randomly into boxes. yeah. YEAH. when i got home my shampoo was all up in my posters face like what. so, unless you think i'm some kind of magic magellanesk grand elitest scissors ganking loser that perpetuates civil war by placing attacks on comrades, let's doo lunch.
next of all, brad and i just got done playing "NAME THAT FALLOPEAN TUBE!"
it's by far the greatest game i've played all year. i recommend that everyone introduce it to their families at the dinner table when you go home, get in your healthy dose a day. also, i'm going to write a book called "the mexicans in the pickles" and i'm out.
first of all, i did not STEAL anna's SCISSORS. come on now, people. it was my parents. i would never take anything that belonged to somebody as close as kin. it's only my real kin that i steal from. remember, i was insanely sick the day that i moved back home, so my parents ended up just pitching all of my stuff randomly into boxes. yeah. YEAH. when i got home my shampoo was all up in my posters face like what. so, unless you think i'm some kind of magic magellanesk grand elitest scissors ganking loser that perpetuates civil war by placing attacks on comrades, let's doo lunch.
next of all, brad and i just got done playing "NAME THAT FALLOPEAN TUBE!"
it's by far the greatest game i've played all year. i recommend that everyone introduce it to their families at the dinner table when you go home, get in your healthy dose a day. also, i'm going to write a book called "the mexicans in the pickles" and i'm out.