I've actually been craving them all week, but somehow in my head they are more work than french toast, so I've had french toast about 6 times this week.
Actually, pancakes make me sad recently. I think it's because I'm so homesick. Making pancakes would make me think of my mom and mommy is so far away. I cried all over the Mother's Day card I sent to her today.
I'm a pussy I know.
Speaking of pussies, have you seen Cassie's? That's the singer, I know most people don't know who the fuck the bitch is, but yeah. it's her. Her funbags and her poon have been floating all over the internet after somebody "hacked into her computer."
Come on now, don't be a whore for propaganda.
At first, it was just her titicacas, then surfaced a photo of her spread eagle with all her piercings gleaming in the light of the webcam.
Jesus, take the wheel.
This is TOTALLY not what I came her to talk about.
I'm gonna make a sex tape. That would speed up this whole 'becoming famous' thing, fo sho.