If words are your weapons my dear I surrender.– Vendetta Red
Doesn't matter. I'll probably get hit by a car...
Things I have almost been hit by in the past two weeks: A pedestrian. A truck. A bicyclist. A Chico State golf-cart thing. A motorcycle. (There was someone on it, it wasn’t just driving itself) And I almost ran over a squirrel while riding my bike through a parking lot. It’s amazing how they’re the same color as the asphalt. I almost hit the thing, it didn’t hit me....
Screaming at the ceiling doesn’t make it better. Slipped into a coma, lost...– Cage the Elephant
Madre: Want to make papooses? *those things that Native Americans strap their offspring in*
Me: That's what Emilio is for. Why don't you just ask me if I'd like to put my head in a bag of eels?
Background information: my madre had me hole punch 20 papooses so the little kids could weave string through them. I had to hold punch each one at least 10 times. My hand was in the hole punch position for days after. I'm scarred for life.
Dear Kooks, I love you. And now I love you even...
Thank God You Learned To Keep Your Shirt On
I was at the mall the other day and I happened to notice a fit-looking man with washboard abs standing shirtless in the mall. He was an Abercrombie and Fitch model. Every once in a while Abercrombie has models stand outside the store shirtless (the boys, not the girls) to bring people in the store I suppose. I’m pretty sure you can take your picture with them. I’ve never done it...
Do you ever feel like you’re failing at everything?