some1good

So here I am, on suicidegirls.com. Its strange, spending money on something completely intangible that will only show up on my computer screen, but my brain always thought the people on here were kick ass, and my penis kept telling me "Dude, sign up. Boobies. Really nice ones." so I had to give in at some point, lol

Actually, the conversation went something like this

Brain : Why, these ladies seem lovely. I wonder if I should sign up? But no... there's those kick ass shirts I have been looking at, and I should save some money too. I think I will wait untill later

Penus : Dude, boobies!

Brain : But...

Penis : Dude, now! BOOBIES DAMMIT!

Brain : Fine, fine, sheesh. No need to get all worked up over it... I guess I had better go and sign up, then.

2 Hours later, after many password troubles

Brain : FINALLY! You better enjoy the boobies, man.

Penis : Aww, Im just not into it anymore

Brain : .... screw it. Im going to go write in the journal, thing

And thats how I ended up here