I don't talk to myself.

Yes you do.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

39.

I was walking home from school the other day. I was feeling rather cheerful so I was singing random songs while walking home. I called for the lift and entered it and continued to sing, oblivious to the fact that I hadn't pressed which floor I wanted to go to. So there I was singing for a good three minutes when some guy suddenly walks in. It was kinda like this:

Me: Fergalicious definition
Make them boys go loco
They want my treasure
So they get their pleasures from my photo

You can see me, you can't squeeze me -

*Rather muscular man walks in*

Me: WHAT THE F***!!!


It was a long ride up.

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