all shall be explained later... tomarrow... wednesday... but for now...
god do i hate janice... she comes up, bitching about money and one bag of garbage sitting by the door. she dosn't offer garbage collection... then she starts Swearing at my mom. bad bad idea... if your gonna piss off my mum... you're gonna need a rocket launcher with silver missles... otherwise she aint going down.. and even then, you'll need a young priest, an old priest, and a hell of a lot of holy water...
 LabTech118 · Wed Apr 13, 2005 @ 01:22am · 0 Comments |
