Dear Knee,
I am frustrated at how you will not move like I want you to. You are swollen and ugly, and quite frankly a HUGE pain in my ass. Well, guess what? I am going to do this physical therapy, and deal with this pain and anger and I will make you my Bitch.
So take that!!
H
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
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2 comments:
You should have said,
"WHEAT GRASS?! FEET GRASS! *F* YOU!"
Whatever,
BOB
Atleast I'm not shaped like a cartoon fart and taste like despair
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