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Originally Posted by explosions-in-my-pants
i have been known to have full on conversations with my cat and dog (they really tell it like it is..HA-HA!)
i always refer to myself as my dogs mom...when getting my dog to come to me, i say 'come to mommy' and she'll come and stand on her too back legs with her front two legs on my hips until i pick her up and walk around with her in my arms like a baby..
i share my queen size bed with my dog, she tends to take over most of the bed and leaves me almost falling off
i put girly hearts on my calender whenever i hang out with 'the man'
all my dvd's are in order from colour
all of my VHS's are in order from actor
i have a large number of mary-kate and ashley olsen movies
i always pick at my teeth
i can't sleep with a top sheet on my bed... if i do i rap up in it and or kick it out from under my other blankets
i don't like my toast on paper towels, they have to have there own little plate or be on the same one with the rest of my food (bacon, eggs)
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this isnt something i would normally do...but....
LOL
sorry...a few of those just cracked me up. nothing personal meant at all.
i just realized that i play with my hair a lot. when i actually realize that im doing it...it's a little embarrasing.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers....
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Originally Posted by Shooting Star
Remember kids: It's only real metal if the vocalist sounds like he's vomiting up a fetus. \m/
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