Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Early Tuesday Morning.

Why I dislike crap unrefrigerated shit whistle music...

"Don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet wishing to be the friction in his jeans."

You know what this is?
Huh? Do you? God. I can only pray that you don't. It's a snippet from a Fall Out Boy song. Yeah. He's thinking about the insides of men's pants and the friction that might or might not be there. o.k. He's in the closet, literally and figuratively, fapping away over some emodude. Nasty piece of shit faux-rockstar jackass cunt turd-eating twat basket.

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