I'd prefer an omelette, actually. Maybe I'll make one... and NOT because of what uncooked egg whites kind of look like.
In my area, a limp biscuit was called an ookie gookie cookie, actually. And by my area, I mean at the all-boys private schools in my area, because sh!t like that didn't go down at my ghetto upper-middle class public school.
And Robbie, I borrowed a friend's Adderall because I have so much work to do, but I don't think it's doing anything... Maybe I'm immune (or such a procrastinator that I'm beyond medical help).
"Why, I make more money than... than... than Calvin Coolidge! PUT TOGETHER!"
~Lina Lamont
My name wasn't, isn't, and will never be Scott.