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FaerieWench likes Marilyn. Childcare. Escapism. Art History. Arik. Revlon Cherries In The Snow lipstick. Cutlery theft. Keeping her skin dangerously soft.
I’m private
I have just got back from San Francisco. Unfortunately jobless, but with four new cousins!
An' I got a new peekture. Is me and my brother. And plus I posted my wishlist, so everybody may buy me things. Yes. Things.
An' I got a new peekture. Is me and my brother. And plus I posted my wishlist, so everybody may buy me things. Yes. Things.
Question:
Have any of you had gall stones before?
What does that particular pain feel like?
*is unwell*
Have any of you had gall stones before?
What does that particular pain feel like?
*is unwell*
THE STORY OF EASTER.
(by patience ann)
Once upon a time, there was a dude called Hayzeus Christo.
He died, and went to live in a cave.
Then one Sunday, usually in April or March, he was suddenly of the undead. A zombie, if you like.
He popped his zombie head outta the cave and said "Hey ladies!" to some fine chicks waiting outside.
At least he'd thought they were chicks, by the incessant clucking he'd been hearing.
But lo! No chicks to be found, only three lovely Cadbury bunnies, clucking merrily away at their zombie pal.
Hayzeus was a bit freaked out by the clucking bunnies and said "noli me tangere."
He had some personal space issues, especially now as a zombie.
All of a sudden, a great bunny wreathed in light appeared in the sky and said:
"Yea, but I do come to hide eggs for thee."
A merry egg hunt was formed and they ate candy and sang bawdy songs til Hayzeus went up to hang out with the giant bunny in the sky, to rest off the candy and branes.
Oestra, looking in from her heavenly house of ill repute, said:
"Yea, but in a little under 2000 years, Miss Patience Ann shall get no eggs, nor any bunny, because the boy in her bed is Jewish."
Hayzeus looked over across the heavens at her and said:
"Bitch, that's whack. I'm Jewish, I got some eggs."
But Patience Ann stilll didn't get any.
Nor candy.
Nor branes.
The end.
(by patience ann)
Once upon a time, there was a dude called Hayzeus Christo.
He died, and went to live in a cave.
Then one Sunday, usually in April or March, he was suddenly of the undead. A zombie, if you like.
He popped his zombie head outta the cave and said "Hey ladies!" to some fine chicks waiting outside.
At least he'd thought they were chicks, by the incessant clucking he'd been hearing.
But lo! No chicks to be found, only three lovely Cadbury bunnies, clucking merrily away at their zombie pal.
Hayzeus was a bit freaked out by the clucking bunnies and said "noli me tangere."
He had some personal space issues, especially now as a zombie.
All of a sudden, a great bunny wreathed in light appeared in the sky and said:
"Yea, but I do come to hide eggs for thee."
A merry egg hunt was formed and they ate candy and sang bawdy songs til Hayzeus went up to hang out with the giant bunny in the sky, to rest off the candy and branes.
Oestra, looking in from her heavenly house of ill repute, said:
"Yea, but in a little under 2000 years, Miss Patience Ann shall get no eggs, nor any bunny, because the boy in her bed is Jewish."
Hayzeus looked over across the heavens at her and said:
"Bitch, that's whack. I'm Jewish, I got some eggs."
But Patience Ann stilll didn't get any.
Nor candy.
Nor branes.
The end.
Last night I had dinner at my grandparents' house.
My grampa didn't know me...
I feel completelynumb inside.
My grampa didn't know me...
I feel completelynumb inside.
::waves sheepishly::
i need to be back.
is still my most flavorite face.
I gots a new picture and new info and everything. I feel good about it sticking this time.
i need to be back.
is still my most flavorite face.I gots a new picture and new info and everything. I feel good about it sticking this time.
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