just say a random comment.

yep, honestly. just say a random comment that's going hrough your head at the moment. it can be funny, serious, silly, risque, or anything you want. and you can post as many times as you want.

i really have to pee.

Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

I can handle fate,

but not the little things

"... ;He really loves the hairless biped He has created and always gives back to them with His right hand what He has taken away with His left. " - Screwtape (The Screwtape Letters, C.S. Lewis).

it's ticklin', my fancy...

SPEAK UP!

I can't hear you, here on this mountain top...

You stay in your spot, and you stay in your spot. No touching. No fighting. No whining.

Curried Red Lentil soup, which tastes delicious, is the unfortunate color of yellow baby poop!

so is my butternut squash soup. Stir in an egg white, pop it in the microwave and it looks pretty identical! gross, yet it is still good.

I'm gonna go raid the fridge, cause I'm starving.

ChRiStInA WaS HeRe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...god that was hard

Original Post by adaywithoutrain:

ChRiStInA WaS HeRe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...god that was hard

 That's what she said!

(hahahahaha! lame, sorry, i couldn't resist!)

Original Post by alaskanmama:

Original Post by adaywithoutrain:

ChRiStInA WaS HeRe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...god that was hard

 That's what she said!

(hahahahaha! lame, sorry, i couldn't resist!)

 gahaha

choking you gently

gaining control

hand you a shovel

to dig your own hole

Why are they called apartments when they are stuck together? Why do you park on a driveway and drive on a parkway? I just don't understand sometimes!

it puts the lotion in the basket or it gets the hose again.

Bill The Frog: Ill pick up The bill today, Gil. Gil The Frog: Would you like something from The grill, Jill? Jill The Frog: No, meat makes me ill, Gil.

If god didn't want us to eat animals, he wouldn't have made them out of meat.

hate bf earwax

(yeah, don't ask...)

You want to know what I like?

...

...

Well, Coheed & Cambria is next to Lady Gaga on my playlist.

Yeah. I don't know either.

packing moving boxes with ones mate, is... without doubt... the ninth gate to hell, not unlike receiving a pap smear from a neophyte frontier gynecologist performed from the back of a rank mule on the crooked trail to armageddon.

I LOVE licorice.  Not one piece.  I want 15 of them!