Angry Broccoli, The Sarcastic Toaster, and The Screaming Tomato. Never before has a more powerful, mysterious, myopic team of appliances and cooked vegetables been assembled.
“not a big fan of the gstring. it’s like nakedness except the stupid thing is in the way”
Recently, it has been brought to attention that my info makes no sense. I have thought about this a lot and I have come to a climatic realization, that being … “I know.”
“When we get there we’ll discover all of the gifts we’ve been given to share have been with us since life’s beginning and we never noticed they were there. We can balance at the brink of wisdom, never recognizing that we’ve arrived. Loving spirits will live together, we’re all swimming to the other side.”
...>>“I wouldn’t want a robot girlfriend….well maybe just for sex….Wait, NO! I didn’t say that! No, you can’t write that down because I never said it! $%@& YOU!” (over the phone)
What the hell is with girls wearing those white puffy jackets. They look like friggin marshmellows. I’m going to be hungry one day and take a bite out of someone or maybe set them on fire and toast em. Just a thought.
“Accursed school!!! Why must you berate me so?! …late night?”
stressing about schoolwork. The term “Late night” is UMCP vocabulary, referring to campus dining hours. “Late night?” was a clear invitation to get some beer battered fries and/or pizza and/or chicken wings and/or cake.)If you'd like to page through, then by all means:
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