Congress, proof that the crazy people on the subway CAN find work.
I'm pretty low maintenance as a boyfriend now. My criteria is simple. DON'T steal my money and DON'T be a whore, simple...right?
MY brain has been out of "the wash" for a while now...let me see, yup, Herman Cain still sucks.
Got on my sunglasses. Why? Because your clock is sparkling....cause I just cleaned that mothaf*cka! - Me after winning my next argument
TV blows, but not in the "grow emotionally attached to it and want to hear about it's day" kind of way.
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