I'm blanking. Who's No. 2?
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The arch of my right foot hurts like he who fucks mothers.
He played Roger in Dawn of the Dead(1978).
I'd say. Its partly why I no longer celebrate that day. I never did in the first place but now I have a new reason to avoid it.
Goddamn that's uncanny.
I don't know what you two are seeing there. Those two look barely alike.
Back on the topic of dreams, I sure had a weird one last night.
Christian Bale was in my class, and brought a gun to school. He apparently had a bone to pick with me, and he dragged me out of the class by my hair (weird, since I don't have any) and tied me to a tree, then shot me through the chest.
I was bleeding profusely, coughing and in incredible pain, yet my teacher wouldn't let me go home or go to the hospital due to the fact that I had already missed a week of school due to being sick.
So I guess it was a culmination of recent news, Batman, and my being sick recently?
I was lying on the couch, and one of the cats jumped down from the top of the couch. Front paws right into my right nut.
I need an icepack.
:wincing inhale through gritted teeth:
Ouch.
Hate cats.
I used to not like cats, but then I realized that hating on cats is totally lame.
I can't imagine anyone not getting along with my cat.
He's the best. Coolest being I know.
Someday I'll learn to start my work before midnight. Someday.
I really like cats. But I prefer dogs instead.
I like cats, but my body doesn't. The allergies kill me.
Dogs are fine, plus, they have more fun in the end I think. Well, depending on the breed. I don't understand why people like bulldogs.
Cats are the greatest!