I just got back from a pretty lame trip to Portland. Oregon sucks.
Anyways, I went shopping for a new swimsuit my last day there, and because stores are clearing out all their summer selections to make room for winter clothes everything was on sale but picked over as hell.
There was this one bitch. Fake 'n baked to the max, implants, blond, stupid, two daughters. She goes in and stands right next to me going through the tops. "I need a new top that my boobs wont fall out of!!" was all she kept saying to her kids. I'm pretty sure the world understood why she was there the first time, but she kept REPEATING IT OVER AND OVER and I wanted to just pop her implants. "I'M A SIZE SMALL BUT THAT DOESN'T WORK FOR MY CHEST DDDD"
http://s395.photobucket.com/albums/pp34/Roger_NoName/?action=view¤t=Engel.jpg
Me, my bathroom, the bald spot in my hair I tried to fix on paint and now my hair looks super-fake.
My friends are the biggest assholes.
)v:!
That's okay.
That's even worst than fulfilling people's Hitler fantasies, and when I mean Hilter, I mean little German boys and Hitler...what the fuck.
Harry Potter and Hitler.
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