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I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Fashion critics worldwide swoon over my original line of evening wear. I don't perspire. I am an expert in poker, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru. I am the subject of numerous award-winning documentaries. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. I bat .400. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket, and can guess the total within a dollar. Poets regularly plagiarize my thoughts. I'm a fucking surgeon with a shotgun and I can bake 20 minute brownies in 10 minutes. I have my own cavalry. Your mom trusts me, and your dad wishes I was his son.
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its been the coldest January on record where i live. So much for global warming, i guess. Brrrr. |
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I wonder what people in prison think when they hear "theres no place like home for the holidays" when it comes on the radio. prolly sucks lol. |
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I've got to cook amuse bouche for 50 people featuring venison. any suggestions? |
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why do Chinese restaurants stay open till fucking 3 am but Pho houses close at 8 pm. All I want is a goddam bowl of pho. is that too much to ask? |
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I'm beginning to think that this site is a big waste of time. Please prove me wrong. |
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Man it's colder than a brass bra outside. Feel free to make me some coffee. |
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I realized why I love dogs. If they can't eat it or hump it, they piss on it. Well, that, and they are always happy to see you. |
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Age: 28 |
Norwich,
Connecticut |
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