sevenofnine

Things (and when I say things I mean everything) keep getting more and more FUCKED UP!
First things first...I have to stop having sex with boys who race things be it snowmachines, snowboards, cars or whatever! NO MORE BOYS WHO RACE THINGS.
No more boys who kill things...ducks, deer, EVEN FISH! NO MORE BOYS WHO KILL THINGS.
NO MORE BOYS WHO PLAY THINGS? (Don't fucking push it bitch.)
I have to keep the guitar players...I have to keep the rock and rollers...I have to keep the writers and the song singers.

Can I just make a comment and then say something that may or may not blow your mind?

The comment is this: I am hungry.

BAM: If I had a 100 dollars right now...I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO GET SUSHI!

I am so far out (not in the cool 'far out dude!' sort of way) that I would have to drive 4 hours for the nearest sushi. Mind blown?
Blow Yourself.

Lv
The Mullet Wonder

(I wish I had elf ears)