your birthday is less than a month away and you don't call and remind me...I'm hurt.....just for that I'm buying you fireworks and we are gonna go blow something up....telling Anna I'm stealing you. oh and that gay spam robot thing almost makes me not want to comment
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See, here's my theory:
I get a million Hot Pockets, and my grocery bill becomes nonexistent for the next few years.
It's a great plan.
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