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I'm going to be andrew wk for halloween.
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god damn i am in a bad mood.
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i'm just a sore tired crabby bitch.
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i am resting. i'm laying in my bed with a blunt and a box o fried chicken
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Wow, have I got a big mellow weekend ahead of me! Temps today are in the mid-60s, it's overcast and slightly rainy. Tomorrow's sunny and in the low 70s. Pup and I are a little broke so there will be no dining or shopping but we've got wine and a little food, a lot of music, some reading to catch up on, occassional TV, and a comfortable bed for sleeping late.
I'm on a Feelies run right now. Past few days have played only Crazy Rhythms and The Good Earth. Turntable now features Time for a Witness. May be the right kind of day for some vintage Galaxie 500. |
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Han shot first.
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it's a grey, yucky looking saturday afternoon. and it's getting chilly. brr
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I went to HS football game today to watch my nephew play. Forget trees, forget mountains, forget oceans and
runway models is there anything more beautiful than High School female. I'm not a leech or pervert but that innocence, the skin, the smile..pure beauty |
Uh...
I knew you weren't a chick |
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I swear, the fucking board hates us. we can never rep the other. |
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Doctors and Nurses are saying that everyone in my town is predicted to get swine flu. lol
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high school girls, man. I get older, and they stay the saaaaaaaame aaaaaaage. -hand movement- |
seeing jack rose tomorrow
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i'm going to try and make money selling prints tomorrow.
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He has mentioned being a married dude before...but still, that name is quite misleading. |
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![]() Dr. Foster: Would you please tell your son to stop? Ned's Dad: We can't do it, man! That's discipline! That's like tellin' Gene Krupa not to go [starts banging on the desk] "boom boom bam bam bam, boom boom bam bam bam, boom boom boom bam ba ba ba ba, da boo boo tss!" Ned's Dad: We don't believe in rules, like, we gave them up when we started livin' like freaky beatniks! Dr. Foster: You don't believe in rules, yet you want to control Ned's anger. Ned's Mom: Yeah. You gotta help us, Doc. We've tried nothin' and we're all out of ideas. |
are you guys kidding me?
i fucking am mcaunaughey in that movie, and i don't get rep for it. all i fucking do is post about models or girls under 18. fuck. |
lunch break yesterday: i kinda considered jumping on a bus and seeing how far i could get on like half of what was in my wallet. then i was like, that's a stupid idea. then i was like, no, that's a really fuckin' stupid idea, because realised those busses probably only go downtown. which would not get me the fuck out of lansing.
laaaaaaaaaaaame. |
@Derek
where is that picture where Mickey mouse's face is melting |
I HATE my phone
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rage
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I'm huuuuuuuuuungry
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I kind of am...but I'm been om nomming cookies between drinks.
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I want some motherfucking cookies. GIVE ME COOKIES
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There my cookies goddamit, make your own your fucking cooke monster tyou.
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asshole. I gave you cookies and this is how you repay me! :(
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I'm sorry. I'll send you my love down the well.
http://www.hulu.com/watch/33851/the-...nding-our-love |
thx krusty.
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hey hey hey
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waht''' that's fat albert. fuck. it
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I lol'd.
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