My health class is at 9:00 in the morning. In the previous class, the teacher told us where the male G-spot was, and the best way to access it. These conditions led to this brilliance: Teacher: Now, can anyone tell me where the male's G-spot is located? Five seconds of silence. Some Guy: BUTT. I truly cannot describe how he said 'butt,' but he said it in the most hilarious way possible.
"My butt is more qualified to be vice-president, than she is." Regarding Sarah Palin. Jeremy and I were just cracking our asses up at the debates last night. It's all just so fucked up these days, you have to laugh! Darn right you have to laugh, ya' betcha'! It's like 9:45 and Izze's still asleep... I have a lot of crap to do before I go teach dance today. K. October 3rd, over and out.
I have managed to be over 200lbs again after a short visit in ONEDERLAND. I attempted to go to the diet Dr. two weeks ago it cost $50.00 per week then I said to myself. F_ _K that. I can do it on my...myself daily. Starting Weight: 9/20/08 207lbs(AGAIN!!!) HW: 250lbs in 2005 CW: 205.2 Lost to date: 1lb 14ounces (PERIOD ON) Short Term Goal: 180lbs Long Term Goal: 160lbs Final goal 145lb
...who will only listen to bands he's never heard of. Being self-conscious about it kind ofprevents it from being a possibility, though. In the meantime, I might purchase Pinups or another issue of Butt so long as they lay off the tranny cyclist photos. Sometimes trash is irony, and other times it's just gross (no offense to you high class transsexuals out there). Also, I'm really really tired...
...were these and what happened to mine? I spent the entiresummer looking for my thighs. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans. And then the thieves struck again. My butt was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. But my new butt was attached at least three inches lower than...
NO. NO. FUCKING NO. THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE WHAT THE FUCK. OF ALL FUCKING PEOPLE WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE HIM!? I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU FUCK WITH AL AND WINRY I WILL KILL YOU.
Осень. Птицы летят на юг, и бычки уползают в теплые края. Друг за другом, как колония муравьев, под прикрытием бордюра. Это всё парковочные полицейские накидали возле своего "центра зла". Нервная видать работа - никто тебя не любит, и все злобно глядят, как ты выписываешь штрафы вдоль дороги.
