862. “There it is! Water is drugs.”
863. *Draws high cowboy on whiteboard* “It’s allergy season folx” 864. “The Spanish got spicy” 865. “He’s drooling for corn even though he’s allergic” 866. “I’ve cried nine times in the past 12 hours. Get on my level.” 867. “Oh you aren’t a God? Get on my level.”
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858. “You know who else doesn’t have a social life? God.”
859. “It’s not a food fight; it’s murder.” 860. “Geese= fucking cobra chickens” 861. “Opium was always gonna be illegal” 853. “Buying and selling Cd’s and playing golf simultaneously? I think yes!”
854. “If I fail this test I’m gonna kill myself - WAIT I WAS JOKING DONT WRITE THAT DOWN!!!” 855. “We’re living in a digital world, Mr Psychiatrist; there’s no need for physical things anymore.” 856. “Going on a date? I wish! Flirting?! I wish! KISSING?!” *shakes head in shame* *walks out of room* 857. “I know you want to murder everyone, but like, keep it on the down-low” 848. *Drawing on wall* “We’re fixing the world, one crayola at a time”
849. “I’m running out of things to do with my life. I just colored a pineapple on the wall for an hour.” 850. “On the boy scouts’ honor, I am not suicidal.” *winks* 851. “Ah, Costar! My old nemesis! We meet again!” *throws phone into wall* 852. “I’m going to Hawaii so I can sit by myself in a concrete room for 36 hours” |