standing in line and seeing you smile turns me punchdrunk.

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i'm not crossing this street without ur hand in mine. =)

*shrieks* b.r.i.g.h.t l.i.g.h.t.s

debate's a swirl.
they think i'm too OTT.

life's a loomingly coopersized sneaker filled with ole cheese.
but i don't like the cheese.

and the car is forever out of his lil hand's reach.
well, screw the car then.

shuddupeiremtapalk.


translates into =

people ought to trade in their cars for free donuts.
here's the trade.
i give donut. u give car. =)

accident with the hairstylist causes me to lose the mojo.
lol. as if. i had. M>OO.


well.. subs i tried to be artsy.

but it ain't working.

i need ur dang whoopy batmobile.
with the BAT 63 no,
donut u donuttier. cracked sugar flicks too.

tea power.

i'll be going on a short hiatus.

blogging blocs in my mind making it hard to come up with materiel. =)

this might be just be false though.

false alarms ringing and you will see the writings on the wall again.
or just the screen.

or just get me more caffeine running in my veins.


#that was a hint by the way#



this is the right way up by the way subs.
hehe.

see you all.
for a few hours.
or days.
or just hours.

pepper the moon with salts and chilli.
bye.