no time for the ol' in-out love, ive just come to read the meter!!!
whats goin on, eh?
whhat?? huh? whats goin on?
shampoo is better, i go on first and clean the hair! no conditioner is better, i leave the hair silky and smooooth, oh really fool? really! ugh ugh ugh
want a lick? PSYCH you cant afford it!!! cuz you on the welfare cuz you daddys an alcoholic!!
chicken....gave me a bad coupon
id like 3000 chicken fajitas
what teh FAHZZEH?
skunky....in jail....at a party...in jail...no pants....::ohmy:: he didnt [ c o u l d n t ] ride his bike the next day...
guys picking us up wearing girl smashing pumkins shirt...tsk tsk
wanna see the blondest thing ever?
most annoying people ever....
I SAID APPLE JUICE BITCH
we're with the band...fuck that, we ARE the band!!! now weres my warm milk?
The emos new debut album...the roaming biciclettas, with such hits such as: "im like jaws!" "we eat cats and grammas" "your ass is mine (shes gonna kill you)" and the infamous "skunkay"
C:what do you think about that building? N:beautiful A:it kind of looks like you!
sinister rouge style
with a step to the left and a flick to the right!
pungo and nico
hahahahahha, rember when we broke into the house and when the owner came back we had just got out???
LUCCAAAA...TOPBUNKING!!!! GET THE NESQUIK!!!!!
yeah yeah...uh..thats my ear..whos? mine!!!
will you sleep with me? no? hokay, rape it is!!! ho dam
you got that botox...YES BUT I STILL WON THREE PURPLE HEARTS!!
N: your the brightest star...WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?
as you can see....the past 4 weeks were..intresting.....party.
NOT IN MY KITCHEN *circle snap*
Appy-polly-loggies. I had something of a pain in my gulliver so I had to sleep. I was not awakened when I gave orders for awakening.
Initiative comes to thems that wait.
What we were after now was the old surprise visit. That was a real kick and good for laughs and lashings of the old ultraviolence.
There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.
There was nothing I hated more than to see a filthy old drunkie, a-howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blurp blurp in between as if it were a filthy old orchestra in his stinking rotten guts. I could never stand to see anyone like that, especially when they were old like this one was.
We were all feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being a night of no small expenditure.
And the first thing that flashed into my gulliver was that I'd like to have her right down there on the floor with the old in-out, real savage.
The Durango '95 purred away a real horrowshow. A nice warm vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts!
It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.