Tuesday, October 31, 2006

  • wake up at 5 am
  • panic! at the disco
  1. slice the watermelon so its juice talks in Greek
  • get fitted for slingshot gown, buy tiara with a song
  1. roundhouse the "Occupational Hazards Welcome Here" sign til ankles bleed, then laugh at Eric til you/he cries.
  2. Red? Not Red, its got to be burn umber, mofo!
  • so you think you've seen the end of him? Don't count your burning bridges in one basket, sweetheart!
  • Walk straight into him, speak in tongues, go out for
  1. PANCAKES? PANCAKES ANYONE?
  • flitting over the trees, the fireflies drag tournequettes down Dirtstring Lanetown.
Lava lamps, 2 for $25? I'll take .3 of them!

Why Yes! Yes I Will!

So I started this story one time, it was all like.

Posted byNumber Mouth
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