A few minutes ago I decided to lay down on the couch and catch a few hours of sleep before work. Lights were out and I picked up the covers and began to lay down when I felt something like a hand grabbing my side.
You know, I can still do one mighty fine back arch.

I grabbed under my back as fast as I could and found my headphones.
Good night everybody.

oh yeah? well, why don't you copy that post, paste it into an e-mail, and send it to me sometime around Never, when I might've cared.

run outta tampons again?

nah, i'm just messing with you. you know i love you. any time i rip on you, it's in a loving way. much like an abusive husband rips on his wife.


no, wait...... ignore that last comparison.

haha - yea that last one isnt so good *memories*

*backs away from thread*

learn that one in prison?

for cigarettes. they're like gold there.

hmmm????

i bet your little man flower puckers every time you hear a metal gate shut.

quit thinkin about my butt.

okay, but stop posting like you've been thinking with it.

aye aye poo poo face.

haha

i wish i was that cute when i got drunk.