- Posted
- Jun 20th 2006
- Mood
- About to EXPLODE!
HELP!!!!!!! BIG BURLY MEN ARE PRODDING ME TO DEATH UNTILL I GET A MAC!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T FEEL IT BUT IT HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!
Every night, I lie awake staring at the stars, wondring "Damn, what happened to my ceiling?"