Today, while driving in the car towards Blockbuster to rent Capote, my mom asked me if i bragged about being named after a paint company. I said no because i had never known. know i do. I am named after a paint. ha!
Edit i like where these comments are going, so please, what are you named after?
•I dropped Jesus out my window. he was on the spoon platform •I'm no longer afriad of going blind if i sit to close to the computer screen because my mom for a new gell screen moniter, and i don't coun't those. they're too soft, and glare-resistant. • I have sharted in the last 5 years, but shut up it was a while ago, and i was on antibiotics. You know what antibiotics do to you. They suck ass. But I'm not afriad to admit my experiences with sharting