Pink is the countries in which Britain has invaded, I mean seriously Britain. (I am British)
My theory is, all right we were a young country. Everyone has trouble growing up, everyone has rebellious stages, some countries skateboarded and didn’t listen to their mothers; and we just happened to go for world domination. Everyone’s different.
I repeat, pink is countries Britain has invaded
Sometimes I think about my funeral, and I think to myself did I lead a respectful life? No. So why would I have a respectful funeral. So when I die, my ashes are going to be mixed with glitter, and then they are going to be exploded out of my coffin like a firework display. Whilst I and the glitter rain down on my guests, THX 4 THE MMRS by Fall out Boy shall play loudly.
Date a girl who dates you. Date a girl who dates.
Date a girl who goes on dates
Date figs, Fig Dates
Date a girl who farms dates.
Date a girl who feeds you dates.
Date a date.
That was your drink talking? Well, right now, MY drink is talking. And it’s saying, “Drink me, I make life more fun. Anyone from a high school senior to a tramp under a bridge knows that!”
Last night I watched titanic 3d at the cinema. (special screening for drunken idiots like myself who missed it the first time around)
It got me thinking. I cannot wait for Titanic 4D. Where the cinema actually floods and people start drowning,
and they turn the heating off, and you REALLY feel part if the movie.
Food for thought. (Or Gin in my case)