(425): I don’t need you anyway! I have puppies and booze!
(902): he cried for an hour, then he threw up on my lap then started singing party in the usa…opera style…
(903): I just want to eat and sleep til I’m dead. I should’ve been born a cat.
(Editor’s note: Our 400th TFLN post!)
(206): You are so predictable. I am willing to bet 20$ that instead of going out you are sitting on your couch, stoned, watching Seinfield re-runs and eating cheezits.
(360): 1. they’re goldfish. 2 fuck you
(954): I hope you fall in a pool of honey in an immensely populated region of bears.
(562): that was a gay-test. you passed.
(1-562): with flying rainbow colors i hope!
(907): I want to wear Christmas sweaters with you.
(727): im just going to superglue mistletoe to my forehead and see what happens
(416): that’s like riding a pigeon when you could fuck a bald eagle
(Happy birthday, Jon!)
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