Only way I know it's spring is when the snow melts and I see my garbage on Marcy's lawn
Marcy, haven't you ever got up in the morning and realize something was missing? Of course you do, you must when you open your pajama top
I'm not saying it's bad to be a girl. I'd rather be dead myself.
I had a dream last night. A big red haired mosquito in tight pants was hovering over me sucking money out of my wallet