the american dream = fatties + fucking

Tina: im wearing NOTHING
Tina: but a whole slathering of mashed potatoes
Tina: all over my body
Tina: wanna be my gravy
Brett: uh, can we pick a different topping, that'd be too close to defecation

lately i feel like there's nothing to argue about, or even say so i've taken to picking fights with people (usually while drunk). the fights go something like this: just negate the other's statement ( Read more... )

im sick of bullshit ( Read more... )

Tina: i have a new criteria for a man ( Read more... )

Tina: so anyway it was like 3 am and no one could give us a ride home
Tina: so we start walking
Tina: and like 30 minutes laterim like fuck
Tina: we're lost
Tyler : you and alison?
Tina: no me and this kid tyler
Tyler : if it was the real tyler you wouldnt have been lost, haha

or at least help me kill all the record executives, lawyers (basically all rich suited up fatcats) AND promise not to become conductors of the money train yourselves

ANYONE WHO HAS EVER "ILLEgALLY DOWNLOADED" A SONg NEEDS TO PAY ME SOME MONEY RIgHT NOW i'm sick of being a martyr for all you bitches

mom: "you're very smart, but very idealistic"
(three hours of asking myself "is it ideal to be idealistic" later)
me: fuck idealism

hiz704: I think I gotta job for weekdays, but only for 10 weeks ( Read more... )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nda_OSWeyn8