The games we play...
While Sean, Brandon, Jon and I were in a chatroom we played a game...ONE WORD AT A TIME.lmao we're cool.
Trial Run: The first day of march was poopy times and my hats died.
Round 1
My mother had an ulcer on her armpit it is huge and nasty, but it kinda smells like armpit juice and flowers mixed togetherrrr'
Round 2
Lost in space on the saturday flight peanuts apples and grapes with armpit juice twas refreshing and rejuivinating' but at 4:00 AM i iched my self in the croch area it hurt bad as a lathered cream soda n ricky martin.
Round 3
I was running with my *7* teen gauge shotty when I said ouch ish hat hurt i tripped and stubbed my ear Then cried All I did was shot a guy 's leg n Tom Kenedy The king of bacon came from neverland..... lol flying over KENTUCKY in a limo zene with extra turbulence exceeding the legal limit amount