![]() |
||||
| Tiiiiiiim! | ||||
| You're purty and I have a hat made out of bread. You can eat it if you want. You look worthy of my seed. I could be a soulful black woman. He has a hardcore lisp. Jennifer King: I want to hear the "p" word. Patrick: P-now. Tim: P-Get the fuck up. It's not everyday that I get to wear paaaants. -doing Tien's imitation of himself He got his spode all over me. -making fun of my knowledge of Christmas porcelain These timbits won't cost you 24 cents Canadian. Sarah gets paycheck, shit-faced. -his Onion-style headline Oh man, he got kicked in the vittles. I want some CSO officers to come by and be all "I hear some ladies screaming in here. " "Yeah, they were screaming with pleasure." This is hurting my shoulder. Could we all just lie on top of each other? That would be more comfortable. I wonder if George has a proverbial foreskin. -after George said that her paper could suck her proverbial cock "I want some caffeine, but not the butt nasty kind." "Well don't drink any Sarah Anderson then." -his hypothetical conversation warning people against me While it is not a part of the ass, I would do a drug called choad. I want to be gaffer. Actually, I want to be best motherfucking boy. Tim Frye: It's like dancing... Sterling: ... with a beat. Tim: Kind of like when I read a book, but with words. Alcohol poisoning is for pussies. If you light me on fire, I taste like Dr. Pepper. Sterling: Wow. Tim and Dylan got haircuts. It must be a trend. Tim: Kind of like bathing. It's the new thing. me: sometimes, i want to punch you in the nose tim: ! that just makes me cry. why would you damage my beautiful face? (on aim) |
||||