I hate when you are so stuffed up and can't breathe out of your nose. So when I try and take a drink of my grape juice I forget that I can't breathe out of my nose and almost choke... good times
I thought this was great.. on a real bad day this is comforting to know: I'm a 7, well really an 8 because I have a great personality... who woulda thunk?
Oh yea, I wish people knew how to drive so they wouldn't rear-end me...
-Just because you can breathe doesn't mean that you're alive or that you even live-