You claim I am buttmad but with how often you mention Schmidt, you are the one whose boner for him pulses with the intensity of one thousand suns. You're clearly hung up on him. Did he fuck you and not call you back? Did he smack you up and call you a bitch? Did he eat your (probably not many) leftovers before leaving in the morning?Have you seen pictures of him? He lives in his parents' basement and works at the dollar store ffs. His whole premise of existence is drinking himself into a stupor and listening to 4th tier doom metal.
See this:
I predict he will make fun of my weight in a subsequent post or Buttmad will come in and do it for him.
You claim I am buttmad but with how often you mention Schmidt, you are the one whose boner for him pulses with the intensity of one thousand suns. You're clearly hung up on him. Did he fuck you and not call you back? Did he smack you up and call you a bitch? Did he eat your (probably not many) leftovers before leaving in the morning?
She puts the Nazi in Ashkenazi.
Today looks like it may be the final day of winter in WV. 50-60 degrees for the foreseeable forecast. Fucking pumped.
Well it's true. I'll stop truthin', when you stop obsessing like a stunned college girl. *shrug*And here you are appearing right on schedule. I never get tired of being right.
One problem I still have with this test, which is an ongoing issue, is that my approval or disapproval of things doesn't necessarily indicate that I think it requires regulation.
Well it's true. I'll stop truthin', when you stop obsessing like a stunned college girl. *shrug*