I underestimated the volume. The overlap of pride and disgust is intoxicating.
I've been traveling with family for 2 weeks. Just got home. I have pent up energy to get out. It's gonna come out in long, thick ropes. Thought I'd log on and let you all know first. Have a great day.
Fun story: When I first heard this song in 2006, 2007, 6 7 hahaha, I derived the best Halloween costume ever. I thought of it at the time as Jim Morrison wearing an Aquarman costume, but it kinda blended with Will Farrell's "More Cowbell" look. Great Halloween. My beer belly really paid off finally.
You guys wanna see my snowbanks? My long, girthy snowbanks? I shoveled them hard today. So hard.
Made me laugh too. Don't be sorry.
I was conditioned.
What'd i do? You can't prove anything in court.
Weird Reflections, the title of my life story but mostly what just happened in the windows of my house when a random car passed by.
I don't log on here much but I've never logged on to lie.
Fuck yeah. Only mine was labeled "Thomas' world famous butt cream" in a prescription jar from a pharmacy in the town where I grew up and I know it was a pharmacy grift but I'm not kidding I had that shit for 25 years. Now I have kleenex in my ass.
Ceiling fan.
I currently have a sheet of lotioned tissue paper in my ass crack because I have a rash and they confiscated my usual butt cream after the fire. Am I sharing too much?
Lately I've been really into music mashups. "Who cares?" you ask. Go fuck yourself, that's who.
Ok I've thought about it for awhile and I'm ready to call it. Chances his dad wrote this song and not him are 99.999%.
See this is why I deactivate I can't shut the fuck up
I was never on myspace, in case anyone is torturing themselves trying to place me. Just icq and aol online.
Might fuck around and make some movie magic.
The bad thing about remodeling your house that no one talks about is the loss of places to hide your various nicotine products.
My gums are receding. I don't wanna talk about it.
Sometimes I wish someone would give me encouragement on social media. I can't text this shit to my friends and family. I've tried, they get upset.
Splooging wisdom all over your braincrack.
I'm free tonight, who wants to roleplay ICQ and cyber?
I always eventually make a fool of myself. Better here where we're all fools.
Those days are sadly gone, I'm afraid. Take care too.
I'm as fine as I ever was. Thanks for asking though.
I'm going through something. I know no one cares, I'm just documenting.
Ok so I keep thinking I just need to listen to this song on repeat until I'm sick of it, you know, but I've been listening to this song since 1982.
For now
You probably also never got asked to pair up by a taller than you girl wearing a black belly sweatshirt with the neon green letters XXX on her shirt at a roller rink during a 1980's couples only skate. Your loss.
Also you don't recognize timeless music.
