:fuckoff: Maynard:fuckoff:
Awwww..thank you Ladi...now if I could just take those and stuff them up someones ass, and dump the water over their head, I'd feel much better

Quote:now if I could just take those and stuff them up someones ass, and dump the water over their head, I'd feel much better
I'm sorry BG, I didn't mean to make you feel worse. I promise.

don't worry maynard..your buns are safe..i had someone else in mind
I hate when one person can totally make or break your mood.
I guess that's also a great thing though too.

I hate that the girl next to me spends all day on the phone giggleing or asking about The Baby.
She got a strange call and hour or more ago, and it turned out to be the kid playing with the phone, or something. So now she has to call everyone & tell them the story and have a little laugh about it. he he ho ho ha ha grrrrrrrrr
i hate how the vending machine hear in my dorm doesn't have skittles.
I WANT MY SKITTLES DAMMIT!!!