I periodically bulk send people on m friend list pictures of me in a thong. It's why I stay out of the young hippies place nowadays.
send it to me!! send it to me!! boosh gives me nothing. i give so much, and get nothing in return...except the enjoyment of bitching about it. i guess that's something.
he also have the singularly worst picture of me ever taken. that requires trust. if i find out, somehow, that i haven't made the list, i wash my hands of him.
really now? since boosh has lost interest and wandered away (probably to feel up and enjoy his gorgeous wife) i hereby take over the judging of who belongs on his buddy list. i'm sure he won't mind.
I dont think I am but if I was you'd want to keep me because I can cross my eyes at weird angles...kinda ride a unicycle and walk on stilts (not so much stilts). I can write fictional stories but get bored with them very easily and delete them forever and ever...I think my jeans look awesome...I have the inability to whistle no matter how hard I try...I made my own sling shot and I've got a great aim...I'm trying to bring the bandana back into fasion in my town (unsucessful so far)...I'm watching that 70's show. What else can I say...I'm just all that and a bag of chips.
why should i want to be kept? if somebody remembers something i said, and it makes the world a better place their having done so, that's great. but who and what i am, meh, what's that got to do with anything? =^^= .../\...
In that case, I'm going to leave you on. Since you want me to take you off, leaving you on will be an expression of my hatred of your gayness. HA!
I know, I owe you. I feel bad about it. I just literally haven't had 20 minutes alone in front of the computer.
I think thats what you call me useing reverse psychology on you. bwahahahhahahhahahaaaaaaaaaaaahahhahahahahahahahahaa ok I'm going to stop that now..... S
I can't whistle either and I can move my eyes independantly of each other in any direction too. You're in.