lush Wrote:Danked Wrote:When is the Win a date with Drusilla contest?
All you need to make her happy is a fountain coke and a trip to the local CVS at 2am.
Then she lets you touch her boobies.
Trust me.
ohboyohboyohboyohboyohboy!
Boobies!
what you all should have prayed for was a class 7 hurricane to hit Grenada weeks ago. She would have been all depressed and ripe for the taking.
She looks plenty ripe to me no matter the weather in Grenada.
Quote:All you need to make her happy is a fountain coke and a trip to the local CVS at 2am.
Then she lets you touch her boobies.
Trust me.
Hi.
Danked Wrote:Oh god.
Shoot me.
mad will be right over
I want a date with Gonzo because I haven't seen him in a long time. I have always enjoyed the company of a man in football jerseys standing on the corner till 6am talking about the British and playing baseball in the bedroom. He knows how to entertain people and to drink blueberry creme coffee. He also smokes cigarettes, which I think is a neat thing to do. He lives in Brooklyn, which means he is much cooler than I am, and thus, I want to be enveloped by the coolness which eminated from his pores and acts like a force field, which vaporizes objects on impact, kinda like when a meteor falls through the atomosphere, except it's from a human being. It's really cool, and it's fun to throw objects at it, like throwing mice and goldfish at bug zappers. But don't throw mice at Gonzo, because I think he's afraid of mice. He's never talked about mice before, so I just assume he is very scared of mice. But, I wouldn't talk about mice to Gonzo, because I know that he wouldn't like to talk about mice, and so, we would have a good time because we wouldn't talk about scary subjects which might make us uncomfortable. I'd like to play skee-ball with Gonzo, because he looks like a mean skee ball player, like one of those old school skee-ball rollers, the kind that the sport does not produce anymore. They broke the mold when he started rolling. I think I could learn alot about the art and sport of skee-ball if I were to go out with Gonzo.
We played skeeball at the arcade we went to on danked birthday and you're way over 200 words.
and yes I am very scared of mice, I scream like a bitch when I see one.
i fear jays would bore gonzo to death.
I refuse to write some sappy assed essay where I kiss up to you to gain your attention.
If the fact alone that I want to hang out with you isn't enough to compel you to declare me the winner, then there is nothing else to say. :thumbs-up:
hanging out is sooo last year. let's all sit on the internet and pretend we lead busy lives instead!
I've gotta go and alphabetive my CDs. Be right back.
HedCold Wrote:Danked Wrote:Oh god.
Shoot me.
mad will be right over
And who shall I be billing?
whatever weed you find is yours
The Sleeper Wrote:hanging out is sooo last year. let's all sit on the internet and pretend we lead busy lives instead!
So bitter.