i know how it ends.
we say hello to our best friends.
at some point i have to come clean.
and in the heart of hearts, we're all fiends.
side note and a little yoohoo ...
we've (you've) come up with a way to kill the bacteria that turns into pink eye!!!, you mean we don't need to see a doctor anymore to get a prescription to kill this shit? does this means that we are carrying more and more fecal matter on our finger tips!?
FOR SHIT'S SAKE OR SOMEONE'S, PEOPLE WASH YOUR FREAKING HANDS!
oh this could cause a shit storm.
i think i need to dance. i mean break it out. ddddlljjlljljffloflgrolfrojhgejgojji would love to be able to type that fast.
i'm going to play some robyn.
