roused, roused, get aroused, i get aroused. balls, i've managed to survive another year. a year ago, i was going to work about this time, and watching my boss at the time thoroughly wallop a drunk indian man who was trying to get into her truck. she may have been a crazy, flat-chested mulleted uberdyke, but i remember i felt safe working the graveyard shift with her after that. you'd be amazed how easily you can memorise the cat in the hat. easier than green eggs and ham at any rate. most sincerely, the coolest song in the world right now is:there are no cool songs in dora the explorer's universe.
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