A week on...
In retrospect, i may have been a little harsh in my initial judgement. Although these laws are grossly inconvenient... at least now when you wake up feeling like arse, you don't smell like arse, necessarily.
That stale smoke smell in your hair is rotten. And this weekend, i haven't had that.
Which makes me happy.
Fin
12 years ago
12 comments:
you know how i know YOU'RE gay?
cause you wore a FANNY pack. and i saw you. and you liked it.
OH! you know how i know you're gay?
you eat fish fingers.
i never!
FISH FACE! omg... fishfannyface. EW.
womyn please!
OH HELLO!
you know how we know kiki's gay?
and donkeys
cause he wears a demin jacket with the sleeves ripped off.
yeah but that don't mean he's gay
no, the fact that he wears arse-less chaps does though..
haha, and he brought a Be Dazzler to attach rhinestones that spell 'Campaign for Homosexual Equality' on the back of the jacket.
Stinky, stale smoke - blech!
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