No way. I'm staying for Christmas, my parents want me around. (We actually celebrate Christmas at my house. I talked them into it. It's the BEST. SHIT. EVER.) But no, I'm taking him over for like, only a week. Basically a week of ice skating, a SHITLOAD of snow, and a SHITLOAD of New York Pizza. I'm really pumped. It's the last week of our break, so I'll be around to douse you with awesome until then.
If you come, bring presents. And I mean, a lot. Because whoever thought presents were a good idea were like, really intelligent little bitches. DOUBLE-PUN ON JESUS AND HIS WISE MEN HA HA HA HA HA HA HA god I crack myself up.
It's pretty fun to make the trees, dude. I mean. Last year. It was green. And then I turned it all rainbow colors, and decorated with little badass ornament thingies, and put one of my broken guitars at the top. And at the bottom was a shitload of presents. It's a REALLY COOL DAY. You don't even know.
You know those people. Who like. When you even think about them, you get horny. Or sad. Or nervous. When I even hear your name? I get homicidal. And someone down the hall was all "SOMETHING SOMETHING NARUTO" on my floor, so I had to throw that into my entry before I broke something expensive. Dig?
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Anyways. Like. You should take me to your mum's house. STAT. Despite this sounding like a TERRIBLE idea, it is the first step to my master plan.
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It's pretty fun to make the trees, dude. I mean. Last year. It was green. And then I turned it all rainbow colors, and decorated with little badass ornament thingies, and put one of my broken guitars at the top. And at the bottom was a shitload of presents. It's a REALLY COOL DAY. You don't even know.
(Do it faggot.)
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Besides, you wanna kill me, yer gunna need a shovel either way.
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