And when I thought my day couldn't get any worse, it did... puta... it's time for karma to shift. Now.
I have Jason. I win.
Dr. Fortin got a little too excited about showing us a painting of hell, if you ask me...
"And loook over there, see the little pointy white hat? That's a bishop! And over there is a guy with a crown, so this painting got a little political... Ooh, and at the bottom there's a big cat and this funky monster things..."
WE DON'T NEED NO WATER LET THE MOTHERFUCKER BURN,BURN MOTHERFUCKER, BURN.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
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