So do they really do that thing at pizza places if it's 30 minutes late you get it free whenever it gets delivered? Because if so, I should get mine free.
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So do they really do that thing at pizza places if it's 30 minutes late you get it free whenever it gets delivered? Because if so, I should get mine free.
I'm a horror movie fanatic. So much so that they don't even phase me anymore. But there's one movie that will forever be the death of me. I watched it once; I refuse to watch it again. Cujo. If you can handle Cujo, I applaud you.
I'm running out of fancy shirts to wear on stage -- this is a problem.
Gather 'round ladies and gents because I have the shortest, most embarrassing story to tell you. Once upon a time there was a girl named Jesy walking with a guy she liked to Starbucks for their coffee date. Somehow, out of nowhere a stick appears in front of Jesy and she ends up tripping and falling to her knees. On the way down, she mutters "Oh dear" like the old lady she is. And that was when the date went down hill -- before it officially began. The End. If you get one thing from this story, feel lucky that you aren't that Jesy chick. Because this is a reason she doesn't date.
I've learned today that it's incredibly risky to not only listen to Rock Me, but headbanging in your car whilst doing so. It's dangerous -- take this as a lesson, kids.
So I have something that I have to say to all of you, but I don't want to say it. So, to save myself the time of listening to you all guess, I have drawn you an illustration, explaining perfectly what I would say if I wanted to say it, which I don't. Notice the detail on the bandana thank you for listening, and goodbye.
Knock knock.
I still hate Monday's and I'm not even in school anymore.