Love Me, Love My Doll
Last night I was curled up in bed, going through my usual evening about-to-pass out ritual of scanning through all mindless/creepy/gory/disturbing sh*t that happens to be on TV between the hours of 11 and 4 AM. Simon was out in the living room, watching wrestling, wanting nothing to do with whatever show I chose to rot [...]
Too lazy to work out? Eating like crap? If your stomach is all beer and no six-pack, post a picture of this guy to your fridge. Every time you have an urge for ice-cream or Cheese Wiz, you’ll get too nauseous to complete to deed.
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Tuesday, August 25, 2009 by Natalie
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