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“Great artists steal.” She declares, self satisfied grin on her face, arm embracing the waist of her love.
“Look I get it,” the cuckold says, “but can I please have my wallet back? Jess got everything else in the divorce, and I’m only one more pizza away from a free pizza at Pizza Shit.”
“You’re a Pizza Shit!” She laughs and runs away, lover in hand, ripping copper wire out of the wall in the other.
I like my men how I like my coffee: thrown across the room.
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you drink a big (BIG) glass of water and you sit on the toilet and you continue to drink the water and to s(h)it on the toilet and you Consume the Pàmplèmousse until your gut is cleansed and you drink the water again and you continue to do that while lifting your entire body up with one finger at least fifty (50) times, preferably more, until your mauscles are raw and painful, then you cover them in more cold water, after about 90 glasses you should feel the fat oozing out of your pores and out of your stomach comes everything you ate since 2012, an orange peel, a live gazelle, your friend Mary, etc. then you do the Exercise until it’s all gone and you are thin and prettÿ and a bunch of ugly white men start catcalling you and you can climb a fence. now what. did you think losing weight could solve your family problems. not a chance
I was going to stay in a yurt this weekend, but recent and severe weather conditions have prevented any such adventure.
When the prospect of my spending the night in a yurt were mentioned, I received a torrent of tent-puns. Now, on account of the blizzards, I expect nothing less than many, many, bad snow-puns.
The average number of words spoken by an adult in one 24-hour period is something like 16,000 words. I'm probably topping out closer to 5000 a day, if that. Good grief, I need to talk to people out loud more.
Does laughter count as speaking? I do a fair bit of that.
Kititi is popping party poppers. it is a new year. party poppers are in order. confetti spews from each popper, floating delicately to the floor. more and more confetti is piling up. Kititi is not running out of party poppers. There is simply too much confetti. Hakaiai is drowning. He is simply too short to escape. Kititi is only continuing with her party poppers.
Missed calls and unreplied texts
I am that kind of a person who doesn't touch her phone that much. Idk. My friends get pissed at me sometimes for not responding to their calls and texts. Haha. They got used to it. One time, someone texted my sister instead of me so they could just get my attention. Sorry, friends! I still love you. <3 :') mehehe.
IF I WAS A....
just imagine.. if I was a GHOST, ah aniyaa~
maybe if I was HARRY POTTER, and I have 'invisible coat' (is it true? in Bahasa it called jubah menghilang lols)
I will :
go enter a plane, maybe korean airlines, and then go flight to korea,, yea yea yeaa~~
then I will go to YG building~~ go to recording room, seeing GD works, look at his phone, and investigating...
investigating...
investigating...
who is on his phone, who ask .. has he eaten yet.. what is he doing now.. who is listens to his aaaaaaaaaa ~
oh man please! I'm crazy .____.
it must be dara but I want to check by myself...
kyaaahhh >,,,,,,,<
I want GO THERE PLEASE!!!!!!!!
I cant wait they publish,,
I need time machine T____T
huaa say HELLO!!!!
okay I'm done.. ppyong ~
