i love the lols around here... the highs are soaring, but those lows are like scrapin your nose on concrete.
You're the ONLY one I think can write this song. You tough kid, tough as bricks, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If they do, sneak into their house while they are sleeping, put a plastic bag over their heads, slide a cutting board underneath that, and then smash a brick into their skull. Also, why wouldn't you instantly assume I was lying about my birthday being tomorrow and check my birth-date on my profile? You're weird.
Back from class. Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dishwashing soap made with real lemons?
A conclusion is the place you find yourself, when tired of thinking. --- If you lose your left arm, wouldn't your right arm be left?
No, there would still be my *****, it would be the left arm, not the middle arm anymore. In other cases the right arm would become the middle arm, the ***** would become the sixth finger and the lost left arm would become a guy called Jerry. I hope I'm allowed to say *****, Americans are known to be strict about such things, if I'm not allowed message me and I will edit *****.