exciting things happen to matt, which is why he's great to hang out with. like the one time matt and i boldly shucked a stop-n-shop oyster and to our surprise came upon no pearl but instead the tiniest most transluscent blue baby crab, and we saw, to our surprise, that it was still alive, for it kicked and swam about in a sea of sweet kumomoto bile, which is something i've always wanted to do myself. anyway, the crab died later that night, cause matt and i wanted to eat that oyster more than anything, but i look back on the moment we discovered the little crab in the oyster shell as being a pretty exciting moment/
I'm currently on the phone with Matt and he
just told me he had to stop looking at his
arms..although he knows there's hairs on em.
Sometimes I use your tweezers in my right
hand and my tweezers in my left hand and
just have tweezers for hands, like
tweezerhands.
you like snus? ever had snus and
quaalude? back in like '73 or '74, all
the strungout heroin addicts around
sergelstorg would go to sleep with a
handful of 'ludes and a snus in the
lip. that was the life, those were the
days... viva la snuslude!!!!
xo, *highfive*
you weren't such a dork.
just told me he had to stop looking at his
arms..although he knows there's hairs on em.
Sometimes I use your tweezers in my right
hand and my tweezers in my left hand and
just have tweezers for hands, like
tweezerhands.
generations. How do you say this,
koe-eee-tus? Where's the tequila,
cause Popeye needs his spinach!
quaalude? back in like '73 or '74, all
the strungout heroin addicts around
sergelstorg would go to sleep with a
handful of 'ludes and a snus in the
lip. that was the life, those were the
days... viva la snuslude!!!!
horses love ha-aay, like old women love
depends, like pequins love ice cream, like
titties love oscillots.