This persons identity will be kept a secret, i just thought this was quite funny, I wonder if you agree,
xxxxxxx: i gotta poop soo bad
xxxxxxx: and my mom is like finding the cure for cancer in there
xxxxxxx: or somethnig
xxxxxxx: like come on. the people with cancer and aids can wait. this poop can not
I had really fucking good spaghetti tonight and amazing garlic bread. Why is that? Well its because i am "the shit", and everyone should bow down to my awesometastic cooking. Trust me.
this does not happen when i cook, for your reference.
I've been watching a lot of ESPN lately, it makes me feel like a man. I watch it for the two hours while i'm at the gym in the morning. Same episode twice of course. Also at night i've been watching those guys that argue with timers. How odd.
Today at the gym it got off to a slow start on the fun-o-meter. My sister arrived, and well it still was bland. The meter sky rocketed i believe while working on our hamstring area, where there was a large man with shorts shorter then anything i could ever attempt to pull off successfully. I mean come on, if your butt cheek fold in hanging below the shorts.... there is a problem. Unless you're a hot chick. Which i can say this man was not. I found myself also giggling uncontrollably on the ab machine. why? who knows. I followed the giggles with a pimp dance, and then i tried to chill out.
Its really wierd at the gym when you know old creepy men are staring at your ass, and that they specifically picked a bike behind your stairmaster to get a good look. Hmmm i will need to work on something to get these guys away.
So i did end up going to Victoria Secrets today, i bought 2 new bras to replace the one that was put to rest yesterday. I also bought some super cute underwear, that no one but I will see... when i dance around to Nelly & JoJo in my room in front of the mirror.
Ok how did QVC get on the tv..... i didn't do it. I should go take care of that, before it implants its hellish ways upon my brain. Goodnight.
xxxxxxx: i gotta poop soo bad
xxxxxxx: and my mom is like finding the cure for cancer in there
xxxxxxx: or somethnig
xxxxxxx: like come on. the people with cancer and aids can wait. this poop can not
I had really fucking good spaghetti tonight and amazing garlic bread. Why is that? Well its because i am "the shit", and everyone should bow down to my awesometastic cooking. Trust me.
this does not happen when i cook, for your reference.
I've been watching a lot of ESPN lately, it makes me feel like a man. I watch it for the two hours while i'm at the gym in the morning. Same episode twice of course. Also at night i've been watching those guys that argue with timers. How odd.
Today at the gym it got off to a slow start on the fun-o-meter. My sister arrived, and well it still was bland. The meter sky rocketed i believe while working on our hamstring area, where there was a large man with shorts shorter then anything i could ever attempt to pull off successfully. I mean come on, if your butt cheek fold in hanging below the shorts.... there is a problem. Unless you're a hot chick. Which i can say this man was not. I found myself also giggling uncontrollably on the ab machine. why? who knows. I followed the giggles with a pimp dance, and then i tried to chill out.
Its really wierd at the gym when you know old creepy men are staring at your ass, and that they specifically picked a bike behind your stairmaster to get a good look. Hmmm i will need to work on something to get these guys away.
So i did end up going to Victoria Secrets today, i bought 2 new bras to replace the one that was put to rest yesterday. I also bought some super cute underwear, that no one but I will see... when i dance around to Nelly & JoJo in my room in front of the mirror.
Ok how did QVC get on the tv..... i didn't do it. I should go take care of that, before it implants its hellish ways upon my brain. Goodnight.
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How did everything "come out."