Somebody took the time to write these lines...
So, think about what they meant! -30footFALL
Did you ever have something happen to you that kind of made your day? I don't mean something big like winning the lottery or finding a treasure map that leads to real life treasure, although, that would be fucking awesome. No, I mean, did you ever have something small and, frankly, unimportant happen to you that just made you not hate the world so much? I just did. I'm not going to talk about it because no one would understand. Let's just say that I'm not quite as depressed as I was an hour ago.
Can I get a "what-what" for antibiotics? Seriously, I'm not dying today and it's all thanks for some dude seeing mold growing on an orange and noticing that there was a spot that the mold wouldn't grow. That takes fucking genius muscles to figure that out.
This is actually the first time that I've ever taken antibiotics for a cold. Usually, I just wait it out and feel like shit for a week or so. This time, I just couldn't do it. Mostly because I missed out on a flu shot because old people needed them first. Jerks. Don't they know that I have a heart condition that I can die from if I get the flu? Well, they should. One little infection and I'm done for. That's why I'm on the antibiotics. They are in there helping my little white blood cells do their jobs. You'd think my white blood cells were mexican or something. I mean, they got so goddamned lazy and let some virus get in me and make me sick. I should fire them and hire some asian white blood cells. Good ol' asian white blood cells. If they let their body get sick, it brings a shame upon their family.
I'm so sick I can't even jerk off. I don't even feel like it. I try and try... and try, but I just don't want to. With my luck, some chick would actually want to have sex with me and I'd just stare at her and then down at my flacid unit and I wouldn't know what to do. I mean, it's like I'm an eighty year old man right now. Absolutely no drive whatsoever. I'm pathetic.
WEll, I'm done for now. But, remember, anytime someone tells you how much they love our president, remind them that he was a faggy cheerleader in college. That's right. He was a cheerleader. In college. Most people who voted for him would have kicked his ass in college. They would have called him a fag. Or they would have called him a fag. Maybe even called him a fag. Frat boys really are original.
Did you ever have something happen to you that kind of made your day? I don't mean something big like winning the lottery or finding a treasure map that leads to real life treasure, although, that would be fucking awesome. No, I mean, did you ever have something small and, frankly, unimportant happen to you that just made you not hate the world so much? I just did. I'm not going to talk about it because no one would understand. Let's just say that I'm not quite as depressed as I was an hour ago.
Can I get a "what-what" for antibiotics? Seriously, I'm not dying today and it's all thanks for some dude seeing mold growing on an orange and noticing that there was a spot that the mold wouldn't grow. That takes fucking genius muscles to figure that out.
This is actually the first time that I've ever taken antibiotics for a cold. Usually, I just wait it out and feel like shit for a week or so. This time, I just couldn't do it. Mostly because I missed out on a flu shot because old people needed them first. Jerks. Don't they know that I have a heart condition that I can die from if I get the flu? Well, they should. One little infection and I'm done for. That's why I'm on the antibiotics. They are in there helping my little white blood cells do their jobs. You'd think my white blood cells were mexican or something. I mean, they got so goddamned lazy and let some virus get in me and make me sick. I should fire them and hire some asian white blood cells. Good ol' asian white blood cells. If they let their body get sick, it brings a shame upon their family.
I'm so sick I can't even jerk off. I don't even feel like it. I try and try... and try, but I just don't want to. With my luck, some chick would actually want to have sex with me and I'd just stare at her and then down at my flacid unit and I wouldn't know what to do. I mean, it's like I'm an eighty year old man right now. Absolutely no drive whatsoever. I'm pathetic.
WEll, I'm done for now. But, remember, anytime someone tells you how much they love our president, remind them that he was a faggy cheerleader in college. That's right. He was a cheerleader. In college. Most people who voted for him would have kicked his ass in college. They would have called him a fag. Or they would have called him a fag. Maybe even called him a fag. Frat boys really are original.
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