Quand un bon vin meuble mon estomac
Je suis plus savant que Balzac-
Plus sage que Pibrac;
Mon brass seul faisant l'attaque
De la nation Coseaque,
La mettroit au sac;
De Charon je passerois le lac
En dormant dans son bac,
J'irois au fier Eac,
Sans que mon coeur fit tic ni tac,
Premmer du tabac.
-French Vaudeville
well
mom made me break up with kyle
i cant go to snowball
.
bitch.
is that a buger up your nose
oh my gosh it is
oooooooooooooooooooo
dirty ranched girl
oooooooooooo
whatever!
thats funny and sad
my girlfirend mom doesnt like me so like she told her to dump me i ask if she told her she did once already no she didnt o well
moms can be bitches
but then they are old and we get old
its how it is
i guess
what does that read