You: i like dudes
You: with a big pee pee
Stranger: good
Stranger: then youll like me
You: heck yeah!
You: how big is your ding dong?
Stranger: how old are you fuckin 11?
You: yeah
You: so what
You: bella had sex with edward
You: I can do it
Stranger: a fuckin twi-hard?
You: THIS IS CHRIS HANSEN!
You: YOU’RE UNDER FUCKING ARREST!
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
This is the best part of my saturday. lame.
leaveitbehind:
woah, dude in outback who sat in my section last night just added me on facebook.
and i’m pretty sure he was autistic or something.
don’t know what to think of that.
i pretty much did bitch work tonight. didn’t have a table for the last hour but since i was a closer had to sweep and set up everything. making absolutely no money.
random thought:
alcohol commercials are always so very prettily produced/edited/filmed…
i would love it if my film project tomorrow would turn out as nice.
waking up at 8 to bust out this bitch before work at 2.
not very stoked about the early part. or the work part.
i want someone to make my mom’s pumpkin bread recipe for me and serve it to me in my bed.
i also wish my boyfriend weren’t insane and split his tongue so i could have kisses.
good night all.
I saw the video of this last night. it’s fucking crazy.
missykari:
of bands I actually like, but pretty much none of my friends like the same music I do… is it considered socially acceptable to go to concerts alone? Or will people be staring at me and making me feel stupid so that I leave before I can even enjoy myself?
They’re only staring at you if you think they’re staring at you. Most people don’t notice who’s with who or who’s alone. so go to the shows. or find better friends.