Friday, April 01, 2005

whiff of the tard

I smell it all around me...almost like forcefield or meteological force. a dank presense. the pressure is too great. My eyes are narrowing, my chin, my chin......

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did you go to the fiend convention, fairy B? That description sounds a little fiendy.

Anonymous said...

It does sound fiendy. I have some tard smell around me as well. I am going to bite eveyone and make their glands submit.

Anonymous said...

Hi! I am entering your forcefield.

Anonymous said...

I am entering your forcefield too! I want to mate!!

Anonymous said...

You have a huge forehead now!!! Narrow pokey eyes and a deformed chin! You are growing insane!!!

Mountain Man said...

Precious moments, that does not sound so precious. I think you are enemy squad in precious moments' disguise. Naughty enemy squad.