Better double-bag it. I don't know where that girl been.
You all know I’m never one to judge (oh nooo, never never), but seriously, sincerely: Doesn’t it seem like you could catch the herpe just by looking at David Duchovny? Best not to meet his eyes. I’ve seen Clash of the Titans a few (dozen) times. I know how it works.
Completely unrelated, the results of a strange trip down an Internets rabbit-hole doing research for a thing I’m writing: HEY LAB PARTNER AND BERWIE: Isn’t this what we did through Lab Partner’s church that time in seventh grade?
Labels: balls in YOUR mouth sir, clean livin, I'm just sayin, Jesus H. Christ in a sidecar drinking tequila, that's what your mom said
posted by Gleemonex at 11:09 AM
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*slowly raises hand in air, sighs*
been there. blech.
Oh dear, they got you, too?
And, as long as you're taking confession today, I'll also let you know that while there...they taught us the G.D. aggie football hymn. WTF???
It definitely sounds familiar, although I am not sure . . . close enough for a memoir. :)
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