Bags... no offence but...
You Cholesterol levels threaten you in a life altering way... Your excess flab stretches over your 'now' non-existent belly button... Your socially awkward life prevents dust to EVER reach your keyboard... Yet IT'S ME that is your main concern...
Your menstrual cycle has gone on for four years... seek help...
You have a diary that consists of;
"Dear Diary,
I logged onto Netcees today and was super dooper with the funnnieezzz.
P.S
gee whizz I've gained weight."
Last edited by mimic; 06-01-2013 at 09:32 PM.
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