And I mean flushed in the non-bathroom sort of way Weighing my pockets with stones of longing |
On the way back to school, I told my mom not to search in the dark, nasty fuzziness under her seat for the french fry she dropped because she was driving at high speeds on the interstate and it very likely would cause an accident. My mom's response: "Pansy ass." I LOVE MY FAMILY. In honor of my old profile. And the "Banana Blow-out" flavored condom sale. HAHA
Maternal Instincts at 8:54 p.m. |