||[Jan. 12th, 2004|01:00 pm]
the boo boo face club
I've been talked over and ignored for so long that I've gotten to the point where I've lost touch with nearly all of my friends and generally given up trying to start a conversation. My brain doesn't even bother trying to come up with something to say anymore. |
Being "invisible" does have its minor amusements though, you can say something completely off the wall in mid sentence(for example - "Yeah I got the promotion and a pair of pink slippers ran off with my elephant last night") and noone notices.
we downloaded big fish last night and watched half of it last night and are watching the rest later today. we HAVE to see this in theaters!!!!
weather permitting how bout sometime this week?
indeed, but tomorrow (wednesday) I'll be busy playing with chris and stick
no prob...ROTK starts at west wayne on friday by the way
whimper... I think I'm busy this whole freakin week, but actually, I might be able to jet out of the weekend early and come home sometime saturday. Thursday- rehersal and hockey, Friday- Shocky Horror, Saturday- Freedom?
I dunno know now whats gonna happen, we're having some family issues right now
When I come and visit, we shall get to know each other, and I will listen to everything you have to say because I'm cool like that.
That is if D can stay out of my lap for like 4 seconds. The catty bitch.
I shall do the same (the listening part, although the lap part sounds interesting as well). And just in case she can't stay out of your lap, we may as well super glue her to your crotch so you can wear her as pants when it gets chilly.
I have a very wide lap. It's a medical oddity. So I can fit the both of you. ;) (I'm just kidding about having a wide lap, actually. I am a skinny boy.)
And D is already said to be swen to my crotch and acting as my phallus. Someday, the myth will become reality!
ah so Milhouse really is your Black Betty? I'd heard rumor but never knew it was true ;)
*wonders how you pee with that*
GASP! she told the secret of Milhouse and Black Betty??
MY Black Betty?!?! Treachery!
Oh, and I just squeeze her tummy.
I tortured the information out of here, but don't worry Black Betty is safe with me...err the SECRET of Black Betty I mean.
But does it come out the bottom or the top?
"Black Betty is safe with me" indeed. How do I know you don't have knives for fingers?
HOW DO I KNOW??
And it comes out of her ears like a lawn sprinkler.
No knifes for fingers I swear, I stick strickly to knife toes.