We should go get Smashburger.
We should go get more of this fucking peanut brittle.
I want to violently make love to whoever invented peanut brittle.
No. What we should DO...is RIVER RAFTING.
We need to get off the grid.
We need to start a commune.
We need to grow our own kale to make awful tasting smoothies with.
I want bacon.
I want to understand why humans can't seem to mate for life.
I want to be able to see the color of Barack Obama's aura.
Feel my pulse.
Tell me a story.
Fuck, man, not that story.
This is boring.
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