I hate my job! Came up twenty bucks short tonight. It sucks. I hate my job! I'm going to change the subject now because I could bitch about work all night long. Why do that when I can also whine about how my space bar only works about half the time. Got new shoes today. Yep thats the excitment in my life. This girl I know is throwing a party this weekend that should be fun. However I fear I'm twirling, twirling, twirling toward the friend zone. Well insomnia is making me slow so I'm going to go layin bed and stare at the ceiling for a few hours. But first here are the answers to your questions, Xixax.
1.Thats a tough call. Its been while since I've seen the movie. I'll have to say my favorite is his partner in misery with his high school girlfriend coming in a close second.
2. I don't smoke cigarettes. I just like cheap cigars. I've tried good cigars (the kind you have to go cigar stores for) and I've liked them. I just keep coming back to the cheap ones mostly Swisher Sweets the little ones that come in a pack like cigarettes and have filters on them.
3. My favorite high school expierences were when me and my friends would all pile into my car with a bottle of stolen whiskey and head off into the countryside where hilarity insued. We broken into an allegedley haunted abandoned orphanage. We were run out of a little shit kicker town after angering the locals (we did learn that my car could do 120 on that little trip). There was just much criminal mischief to recall.
1.Thats a tough call. Its been while since I've seen the movie. I'll have to say my favorite is his partner in misery with his high school girlfriend coming in a close second.
2. I don't smoke cigarettes. I just like cheap cigars. I've tried good cigars (the kind you have to go cigar stores for) and I've liked them. I just keep coming back to the cheap ones mostly Swisher Sweets the little ones that come in a pack like cigarettes and have filters on them.
3. My favorite high school expierences were when me and my friends would all pile into my car with a bottle of stolen whiskey and head off into the countryside where hilarity insued. We broken into an allegedley haunted abandoned orphanage. We were run out of a little shit kicker town after angering the locals (we did learn that my car could do 120 on that little trip). There was just much criminal mischief to recall.
mamabunny:
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