Showing posts with label Childhood memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Childhood memories. Show all posts

8.8.10

Woof.

Remember the episode where they created that big, retarded inbred named Bunny?
Remember the episode where they created that big, retarded inbred named Bunny?

Oh, feet.

girlsintrees:santeriia:(via partytights)

6.8.10

Hale No.

They're offended? Fuck, shit, asshole, shitfuck; they're just words...Fine. Shitfuck isn't a word, but you get my point.

By the way, this is how you work.

29.7.10

Duh.

Obsessed with Miss Spider when I was 7. Go fucking figure.
Obsessed with Miss Spider when I was 7. Go fucking figure.

28.7.10

Ooo

(via herekitty) I love how she looks when she’s poisoning her master.
I love how she looks when she’s poisoning her master.

25.7.10

Whoopoosh!


Now tell me where the fuck is Pocahontas.

23.7.10

This was always my favorite part in the whole movie.

This was always my favorite part in the whole movie.

16.7.10

Oh Dear.


My dearest Reyna,
What can I say. Ah, I've got it.
Elementary school wouldn't be a sausage fest without you.
Happy Birthday
It's been too long since we threw up on each other.

11.7.10

Matilda

-william:  this part scared me because she said that the lady who made the cake put  her blood sweat and tears into the cake i was like omg why would you  make him eat it that has blood inside  but damn that cake looked delicious.

this part scared me because she said that the lady who made the cake put her blood sweat and tears into the cake i was like omg why would you make him eat it that has blood inside

but damn that cake looked delicious.

10.7.10

Vanessa was my favorite part of this movie.
Vanessa was my favorite part of the movie.
LOVED these sluts when I was a kid.
LOVED these sluts when I was a kid.

13.4.10

Childhood Memories

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There was one point in my life when I aspired to a be stripper.

When I was 11, I remember coming home one day from school and found about 8 CD's thrown allover my front yard. So out of curiosity, I played them all in my stereo and one of them turned out to be old stripper music. Then, I had a brilliant idea.
I looked allover my closet to find my pink boa and called my neighbor to come over right away. "WE CAN TEAM UP!". I wanted to be a stripper and she wanted to be a playboy bunny. We imagined ourselves to be the best ticket in town. So we would practice. Every time she would come over, we would get stalk naked and start our whole routine. She'd go......I'd go...We'd go......then it all came to a crashing halt when my mom caught us. "Ummmmm.....no". And it ended just like that. Ahh..my childhood.