my brother is sleeping in the spare bed because he is afraid to sleep in his own due to a spider he named henry i was cleaning my room earlier today and my bed is covered in stuff i was gonna sleep in the spare bed i'd sleep in his, but i don't trust it not due to the spider but due to tissues uke: now i'm procrastinating cleaning it entertain me
Kill the brother, befriend the spider, pull a reach-around, flirt, mate, start a colony, produce silk, get rich, die from esophageal cancer.
HEY! look whos online! i'd have to hunt for the spider in my brothers room to befriend him and the tissue issue is keeping me from going in there i usually only go in there to steal his change
I'm not sure why. I ask myself the same question. I think it's all the "unviolence" and "undirty thoughts".
he has a lot of tissues everywhere, it's cause he has "allergies" but, you never know which of those tissues is the unlucky "happy tissue" if ya know what i mean he's 18... i guess i should have said he was 18 to begin with, i mean him being afraid of a spider you'd think he was younger wouldn't you no, he's an 18, 6'4", 210lb muay thai boxer and he's afraid of a spider fucking pussy and yes! where the fuck are all the dirty thoughts and the violent thoughts! for fuck sakes i have a half naked chick with a kitchen knife in my sig, i'm doing my part
my god, he sounds exactly like my brother, minus the tissues. with angus (yes, angus) it's lotion bottles. anyway, you should drive out to the middle of the woods get naked and have sex. with a bear.
i can't drive, and honestly where do you think i live? in my town and miles around my town the lovely government has gotten rid of all those nasty woods and gave us shiny new subdivisions and more stores to buy stuff
oh, an escalator that's always been a fantasy of mine actually i don't think we have a neiman marcus...we are still in canada after all but a zellars just opened up across the road we are mighty excited about that