Monday, June 27, 2011

  How my parents think I dance at a party

How I really dance at a party



When someone compliments you and you can’t stop smiling like an idiot



When you were young and your parents came home from work. 
 


I hate when my sneeze doesn’t come out
& I’m just sittin’ there lookin’ like:

I hate it when old men stare at you.
vib392:
They’re all like:

And you’re like: