Wednesday, November 11, 2009

hey, its OK! dream of a white (sand and red bikini) Christmas insist they use a coaster want to speak frankly at the big holiday meal. "whats up with me? im PMSing and plotting to kill my boss, but at least im getting laid a lot!!" think every jar of super-chunky peanut butter should come with a spoon be that special kind of uptight that makes you pause the present-opening to smooth out and fold the wrapping paper for future reuse still sleep best in your old twin bed at Mom's house send a holiday card only from you: no babies, no pets, just you and the Taj Mahal, looking festive

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