Perfect
I was reading tumblr (did I spell that right?) and came across this: and the funniest thing happened: on my desk there are no books. At all. Nada. Not even a phone book. Which, as they say, is a fucking perfect description of my sex life.
Category: Entertainment
hopeful for the next generation
I’m watching a classic episode of Psych with my son, who picked it out. “Gus, there is a Lieutenant Crunch here to see you.” “Actually, I’ve been promoted, now it’s Captain Crunch.”
Hale yes, it’s Friday
I need a weekend. I need a nap, and maybe a bottle of wine. I don’t give a shit that this has nothing to do with me, this fucking rocks. Don’t listen what your girlfriend says She reads those magazines That say you failed the test You don’t have what she needs I slither like […]