Hell to freeze over |
My broomball game |
sunrise. |
Tidus to come for me. |
Big Grubba to pound me. |
to read the post next to mine |
mom |
The aliens from the sun who've come to destroy our world and to save me |
The bus |
Life to start kicking. |
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Kicking my Pit Bull in the nuts |
Talking to my boyfrind |
playing Mozart. |
Summoning |
Standing. |
wondering what language it is |
eating |
studying my braces |
Singing in the rain |
Jerking off. |
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I'll have another beer |
Be very confused |
I'll play Chopin, and weep. |
I'll whistle. |
I scream "Big Bubba" |
it wont |
i'll be sad |
that zuks |
I'll go by bike then? |
More jerking off. |
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