Wednesday, August 11, 2010

I cried when

I had no shoes. Then I met a man with no feet; and then I laughed, really hard. 
Name that movie/tv show. 
Taking a breaky-poo to rip up carpet these next few days. Ignoring things that bother me that are unchangeable.
Cheers, intertubes!
Milo shoots you with Jessica Simpson perfume and an Elmo drill. 

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