I have no fez, so I made my beanie into a sailor hat, also that is my ‘indian-speaking-in-french’ face, ok? You owe me now, $79.95..cash.
Do I get a receipt? I may be unsatisfied with my purchase until I get the real deal.
Why must you be so small and take up so much space on my damn bed… Physics be damned you say?
I have no fez, so I made my beanie into a sailor hat, also that is my ‘indian-speaking-in-french’ face, ok? You owe me now, $79.95..cash.
Do I get a receipt? I may be unsatisfied with my purchase until I get the real deal.
I really hate how things are going right now. Tomorrow will be a year since my grandmom passed and I miss her. I want to talk to one specific person and just ask her something but all the other shit in my life is keeping me from doing that because I’m too scared to get rejected or find out she…
Damn dude, come hang over here with us..NOW
yes, go do that, steve-o’s house has magical healing abilities
Film Class, the class in which we watch films… and get assigned huge fucking papers about films… We haven’t learned a damn thing in that class other than my teacher likes the Bring It On movies, all 8 of them. So when I say a class is bullshit, its bullshit… this class is bullshit. Albeit writing bullshit about The Mummy and Indiana Jones is more fun than most papers, but when you have written 10 pages on the hero factor of Rick O’Connell and Indy, it loses its effect. Just saying.