yeah! i'm down...but Nutella and Tequilla is like my favorite drink...no fair...
maybe you and jessica can adopt me...bring me up right...teach me stuff like "glass isn't food" and "Nutella isn't for crotch"...come on mom and dad, help an orphan out...
and yeah, though it was more like pouring (not spilling) an entire can of pineapple juice on my chest...i forgot that i wasn't smoking but rather eating a can of pineapples...so when i went to take a puff of my smoke...i got juiced...
Woohoo! And not coughing blood, I take it.
ReplyDeletegood job living through glass poisoning. you can give some advice to annie lennox
ReplyDeleteLet's celebrate by going to the bar. John gets to drink from a plastic cup and is forbidden to approach Nutella in any form.
ReplyDeleteyeah! i'm down...but Nutella and Tequilla is like my favorite drink...no fair...
ReplyDeletemaybe you and jessica can adopt me...bring me up right...teach me stuff like "glass isn't food" and "Nutella isn't for crotch"...come on mom and dad, help an orphan out...
You are asking for a lot of trouble.
ReplyDeleteIn my irregular account of your life, I've talleyed that while blogging over the last three days you:
ReplyDeletespilled pinapple juice on your chest thinking it "was a cigarette"
ate glass
spilled nutella all over your crotch
and admitted to liking Sharon Olds
You, sir, are a poet's poet.
touche agorimou...
ReplyDeleteand yeah, though it was more like pouring (not spilling) an entire can of pineapple juice on my chest...i forgot that i wasn't smoking but rather eating a can of pineapples...so when i went to take a puff of my smoke...i got juiced...