Well, there's no turning back now

I am at the airport. WAHOOOOO but my guts are saying PUKKKKKEEEEEE

 

i must have missed something

 

airport? should i not say... BOMB!

 

THE B word is perfectly perfect word usage.

 

will you be my secret lover??

 

You should start screaming that you saw a terrorist.

 

it was obama!!

 

me? i'm scared...

:leaving:

 

its ok! it will be secret.

plus...um...i'll blow you







(up!)

 

my imaginary wiener just got hard.. like a missile or a rocket!

KER-POW!

 

those things are both pretty imaginary hard:cheers2:

 

BLAST OFF IN TEN NINE 8765432 ONE!

 

eww now i have to brush my imaginary teeth.

i dont imaginary like you anymore. you imagined you'd imagine to tell me to imagine you wouldt have an imaginary blast off in my imaginary mouth

 

heading to hawaii?

 

:smilielol5::smilielol5::smilielol5:huh?

 

I wrote a poem in the airport
left it underneath my seat
got on the airplane...

I Was taken off the airplane and interrogated.
The entire flight was held up.
They thought I was a terrorist. No lie...

 

Oooo... I would love to read that poem, stalk...

you terrorist..

 

it's long gone.
they took it and said they were going to mail it to my parents. (which they never did)
this happened when I was 17. I seriously laughed my ass off at them...
There were about 30 agents going to town, being all serious, and I was just hysterical.

 

that's so great...



you have such amazing stories...