Broken Kid wrote:Yay! Jump into the happy! Let's all jump in! In fact, let's skinny dip in the happy!
And then rub the happy in like lotion? I can get your back for you
Now you're talking. Oh, looks like you got a little happy in your hair....
Oh dear, memories of a fraternity party in college when a girl came back into the house from the backyard with *ahem* SOMETHING in her hair...and a big smile on her face...
rachelalexis wrote:
And then rub the happy in like lotion? I can get your back for you
Now you're talking. Oh, looks like you got a little happy in your hair....
Oh dear, memories of a fraternity party in college when a girl came back into the house from the backyard with *ahem* SOMETHING in her hair...and a big smile on her face...
Hahaha. "Something" in her hair...hmm...whatever could THAT be.
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You know that moment where you just want to grab a pair of scissors and run away with them?
quikstrike98 wrote:I'm likin' some of the women 'round here, I hafta say...
Aw, we like you too... man in uniform
Indiana eh? Not THAT far a roadtrip from St. Louis...
Yeah, only a couple hours of boring cornfields...
I went to St Louis once, or around there rather, my sister went to boot camp at Fort Leonard Wood and I went to watch her graduation.
FuturePeter is my make believe boyfriend.
When in doubt, go straight to sex. --Jack Coleman (HRG)
rachelalexis wrote:
Aw, we like you too... man in uniform
Indiana eh? Not THAT far a roadtrip from St. Louis...
Yeah, only a couple hours of boring cornfields...
I went to St Louis once, or around there rather, my sister went to boot camp at Fort Leonard Wood and I went to watch her graduation.
Ft. Lost in the Woods.
I've done the road trip through Indiana a few times to Ft. Knox to go play with WWII tanks.
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Broken Kid wrote:
Now you're talking. Oh, looks like you got a little happy in your hair....
Oh dear, memories of a fraternity party in college when a girl came back into the house from the backyard with *ahem* SOMETHING in her hair...and a big smile on her face...
Hahaha. "Something" in her hair...hmm...whatever could THAT be.
Shampoo of course, poor girl didn't rinse enough! *shifty eyes*
FuturePeter is my make believe boyfriend.
When in doubt, go straight to sex. --Jack Coleman (HRG)