Hello there, dear EOFF-er! How are you feelin'? Is there something on your mind?
Hello there, dear EOFF-er! How are you feelin'? Is there something on your mind?
I feel just weird and happy. I WANNA DANCE! :strut::luigi::tpg:
No time for "Dilly-Dallying" or "Shilly-Shallying."
Props go to the one and only, Proxy, for the signature.
I'd like to have no reflection for a few days.
Earlier, I was really pissed off. Now I'm good.
You hold my heart in your manly hands I wanna feel the throb of your handsome gland. I wanna hold you tight like a newborn kitten, against my flesh like a cashmere mitten. Tickly tick, I'm makin' skin bump heaven and all the way down it's lookin' cleanly shaven. Prickety pricks, it's stubble on stubble I better slow down or I'm in real trouble. Want you, touch you, feel you, taste you! Knick knack whacky whack 'till I see the man stew. spin you around let me see that hole! I'm a tunnelin' in a like a short hair mole. Once I'm inside I'm gonna leave a trace, half in there and half on that face! One finger, two finger, there fingers gone! Mano a mano I love you John!
I am feeling lonely, and I have a horrid migraine, and I should go to the gym, and I'm feeling extremely worried and frustrated, because the place that I'm studying abroad just decided to notify me that I'm limited to two english modules during my period of study, as opposed to the 6 I signed up for, which basically means that there's a good chance that I'm going to be screwed up the butt and will have to take excesses of summer classes to make up for this, lest I have to be an undergrad for another year, which I will under no circumstance, ever, EVER, do.
You hold my heart in your manly hands I wanna feel the throb of your handsome gland. I wanna hold you tight like a newborn kitten, against my flesh like a cashmere mitten. Tickly tick, I'm makin' skin bump heaven and all the way down it's lookin' cleanly shaven. Prickety pricks, it's stubble on stubble I better slow down or I'm in real trouble. Want you, touch you, feel you, taste you! Knick knack whacky whack 'till I see the man stew. spin you around let me see that hole! I'm a tunnelin' in a like a short hair mole. Once I'm inside I'm gonna leave a trace, half in there and half on that face! One finger, two finger, there fingers gone! Mano a mano I love you John!
If I wasn't missing the particular genes that allows a person to stress, I'd probably be stressing the smurf out by now.
Recovering from a hangover and about to go out for my bday celebration. So overall, pretty good. Thanks for asking =]