Miguel? In North Carolina? Sure, I guess..
Miguel? In North Carolina? Sure, I guess..
Overindulging sounds like something a fancy woman would do on a Saturday night, accompanied by her secret stash of Paul Newman photographs, chocolate-covered strawberries and wine.
They sound like idiots.
Nah. This isn't a Michael Bay or like Fast and Furious movie or something.
Let's liveblog narwhal's mental breakdown!
BECAUSE OF THE 100,000 COMMENTS PARTY I MIGHT MISS IF I GO TO SLEEP
OMG! LIVEBLOG!
idk.
Ok. NO MORE TALKING! FROM ANYONE! Noooo moooorrreee….
I SHALL NOT SLEEP UNTIL WE DO! Actually, I probably won't get a lot of sleep tonight anyways. At least I have a better reason than homework procrastination.
I guess that's all you're going to get to do all night long then.
I didn't get to watch it. MUST YOU REMIND ME
Jellyfish. B. Cray.
I don't know what I'd be like if I was high. Yesterday, I talked about Fish Jesus, the only fish that walks on water. I told my friend when she made me angry that she would rot in fish hell, where jellyfish and whales and dolphins live, for obvious reasons. I was really sleepy. Only an hour two nights ago.
Dude in the black jacket looks embarrassingly short, and THAT'S COMING FROM ME
I haven't asked this to a non-high schooler. Are you high?
WHAT! Who said DropDeadDiva?!
Shhhhhh. They know that you were going to say it.