I am just a kid. And you know, I’ve been t hrough a lot in the past 6 days, five minutes, 27 and a half seconds, And if I’ve learned anything during that time, it’s that you are who you are, And no amount of mermaid magic...or managerial promotion...or some other third thing... can make me more than what I really am inside. A kid. But that’s okay. Because I did what everyone said a kid couldn’t do . I made it to shell city, and I beat the cyclops, and I rode the hasselhoff, and I brought the crown back. So, yeah, I’m a kid. And I’m also a goofball, and a wingnut, and a kuncklehead mcspazatron. But most of all, I’m, I’m , I’m, I'M A GOOFY GOOBER ROCK
Better hope Bruno Mars isn't there, he'd just catch it.
What about the girls that have all that going for them, and yet no guys, why is that?
Can't say that that has happened to me before...
And slutty teens just make babies
THAT IS THE BEST IDEA SINCE SLICED BREAD
@878179 (Zack): @878179 (Zack): what's wrong with Minnesota? It's chill...
But then again if they look anything like me, there's no way of that possibility.
What is this from?
Especially when it's a book for school, because then you get a test on it like who is Fred who was on page 37 for a sentence.
You damn little shit, you fucking fat ass how dare you fucking talk to me like that what the hell? I'm the fucking shit you motherfucker, damn.
two thousand and eleven*
you save so much more water because then you don't have to flush the toilet
Hide yo kids, hide yo wife, hide yo husband cuz they be rapin err'body out there
It's more like how much you like a class depends on how well the teacher is .