"FUCK THE ORANGE KEY!"
I am officially never working in an office.
I had to come to dad’s office this morning to get to my audition in Vancouver at one, so I have to hang around the Telus building for two-and-a-half hours. No kidding, this place gives me the heebie-jeebies. Everyone’s talking smart talk (OMG), and it’s starting to creep me out. At least some people like ( Read more... )
I had to come to dad’s office this morning to get to my audition in Vancouver at one, so I have to hang around the Telus building for two-and-a-half hours. No kidding, this place gives me the heebie-jeebies. Everyone’s talking smart talk (OMG), and it’s starting to creep me out. At least some people like ( Read more... )
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See also: Weed
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Eh?
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If when you were giving your speech to the [hopefully shorter than Sarah] grade 7s, [that already think we're ganglords and druggies] that you just stood there and started laughing, then stared around supiciously, then kept sniffing really hard every once in a while!
And your finishing statement would've been "...whoa"
ahahah
then I would've come out and been all "sup g, we gotta bounce yo!"
and then we'd pull out our toasts and and fire 'em.
yess....
"Come to baldi bitches!"
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Because we're so gangsturr
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What do you need Drew for when you got me?
*Pathetic grin*
Right? ...
*silence*
Right?!
I hate being bitter...
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More than any boy could ever get outta me
<3
PS. We should have a little gal's night, just us two
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