Ask me nothing you did, Non-Yoda.
So I'll pretend you asked me 'Lusamine, is it wise to lay down a hundred bucks on a sweater?'
Only if it looks like it came from Stranger Things and has a wolf on it.
Lusamine, can I be friends with kids or is that not allowed? :notworthy:
I accept and play Heartgold and Platinum while listening to Kings of Leon. I'd invite over Ben Mendelsohn and Gary Oldman and have a Pokemon party but I don't think its their thing. Sigh...
:eek:
But she's beautiful and would make a brilliant friend! Young, sure, but whatever.
*I give you a...
Porridge, 'cause I'm a wee bit Scottish innit, or not, and a Kallua with milk because HELL YEAH coffee juice that makes you hyper, which may have something to do with the devil juice in it also but that doesn't do anything because it's watered down with cow juice. Brilliant.
Here are some new self-made lyrics. Hopefully it'll be a song in the next Pokemon anime, when Ash is a hood and he's got some homeys and a baseball bat with nails in it. In the first episode, he decides to get tough and be rad. This is the song he sings prior to that and the last bit is just to...
F-CK YEAH
I accept it, start to chart it, encounter some indigenous tribes, get skewered but not before sending a note in a bottle that goes to Gary Oldman, whom I leave the island to but I warn him about the tribes because I don't want him to get skewered. I also send a note to Bradley Cooper...
I'm not sure, but really. It's hard to say because I never fall asleep except in bed or long car rides. Or during the Phantom Menace podracing bit when I had tonsillitis but c'mon I was practically delirious.
Can you be resourceful and cunning?
WHAT
WHAAAAT
That's impossible. I'm beginning to suspect that my progenitor was doing all sorts of hideous things during gestation because my mind is an insane, rambling mess and my memory is botched. So yeah, no, I can't do that and I'm blaming it all on momsy because that's what momsies are...
They were delving into the finer moralities behind consensual, ethical non-monogamy (not talking groupies, here) and wondering whether reserving one's love and affection for somebody solely makes it more special, or if it is an inexhaustible concept that is no less meaningful when spread far and...
Oh how very wrong you are. I'm sitting in a chair, like the bear in that book who tries to read but his jerky kid keeps complaining about the darkness.
The person beneath me has inner strength.
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