shit.
this chick at work i totally dig just popped her head in to say hey (doesn't happen often).
i've had my head so buried in work that i'm a complete space case right now, and my eyes are worn to the aqueous humour and prolly red as... as... as something that's really red. an' there's the headache....
so she says something funny, and i look at 'er slackjawed and red-eyed, blinking like dubya.
i'm so fucking cool i wanna
this chick at work i totally dig just popped her head in to say hey (doesn't happen often).
i've had my head so buried in work that i'm a complete space case right now, and my eyes are worn to the aqueous humour and prolly red as... as... as something that's really red. an' there's the headache....
so she says something funny, and i look at 'er slackjawed and red-eyed, blinking like dubya.
i'm so fucking cool i wanna
sapperdevil:
lol... nice... u shoulda asked her out for a beer or something =) ...and on the subject of produce... why do they call it corn on the cob, and then call the loose stuff "corn".. that would be like cutting my arm off and calling it "Sapper"... then sewing it back on and calling me "Sapper alltogether"