Woke up in a pile of leaves, twigs, tender chutes, dry grasses, and my own shit. I seriously can’t believe I shit myself again. It was probably that dream. I always get nervous when I have that dream. Won’t bother cleaning up the mess. Won’t be sleeping here tonight, anyway. Will probably sleep close to a movie theater, because I assume I’ll be exhausted after getting my mind blown from The A-Team movie. Anyone wanna see The A-Team tonight?
Hit me up.
Everyone should follow this, and these
I love you.
1) All these gay prides posts that just end up making me fat
2) account transfer fees from the power company, wtf does that even mean?
3) the fact that I work with sasquatches second cousin on its mothers side
4) not being able to find my cheque book
5) the fact that I work with the love child of Sloth and his mom from the Goonies movie
I know there is a joke in there somewhere, i am thinking along the lines of “open wide”…….
just wonderin who you are and where you from. as far as i know you’re a gay man who loves disco. just wonderin n shiiit.
In response to this I would just like to say Thank You for calling me a man.