I feel like... if someone were to upen up your brain, they would find very few braincells riding around on a dragon carousel drinking tigers blood while screaming jibberish nonsense to their fellow neighbor braincells. Maybe they are shaking a tambourine or two in your head. Maybe there is a marching band cooking pot filled brownies on your deteriorating brain and the stove is burning their faces off while at it. faceless, high braincells.
WINNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
rofl,
Me
Sunday, March 13, 2011
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hahahahahaha. "I'm not bipolar. I'm bi-winning."
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