That's right, Mrs. G. We could ring their necks, too. Selling that garbage to kids. No need to give Natalie a case of the munchies. What. Wait. What did we say? Oh. Our bad.
OMG. We're so freaking UGS right now. Oh with the every-three-months cold sores and the dousing ourself with the Abreva and the wounds from always sliding in *softball*.
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Meanwhile, back to "OMG we're so UGS"...
OMG. We're so freaking UGS right now. Oh with the every-three-months cold sores and the dousing ourself with the Abreva and the wounds from always sliding in *softball*.
UGS. Totally effing Ugs.
Um, ugh.
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