I need to stop...
Then it hits me what I've done and I panic, but I refuse to delete because wtf they're never going to see it anyway. They get about 389470289675094884508510 tweets/hour. But still, I have a nerve telling everybody else to gtfo the internet. I am obvs not a lady.
And of course there was
and *smh*
To my credit I haven't tweeted anything dirty at my precious sun king Louis. He seems like kind of a prude. I hate to say it, I really do! But he seems like he would not be amused at my filth. He'd probably need a shower after just hearing a handful of sentences emit from my dirty mouth. See also: Coxon, Graham. *sigh*
And of course there was
and *smh*
To my credit I haven't tweeted anything dirty at my precious sun king Louis. He seems like kind of a prude. I hate to say it, I really do! But he seems like he would not be amused at my filth. He'd probably need a shower after just hearing a handful of sentences emit from my dirty mouth. See also: Coxon, Graham. *sigh*