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Aug. 8th, 2007 08:52 am
unamaga: (cheer up emo kid)
Deli Meats - fifteen bazillion katrillion; Mel - zero

I guess by now I should know not to eat anything ever, because once I eat, I inevitably end up sick and brushing my teeth five times a day so my mouth tastes less like vile, dead things. Curse you, pastrami on rye! Curse your delicious, juicy flavor! Curse how nice you taste with any number of lunchtime beverages (like iced tea, soda, and either the pink or yellow kind of lemonade)! Such variety, such versatility! Our love was doomed from the start.

In news not related to my digestive system, I think I've officially found my sex pollen theme song. It's about sex and pollen, guys. Best song ever! \o/

Mirah - Pollen
You've got pollen on your nose
Where've you been? Where've you been?
Pretty pretty bunch, I'll take a dozen of those
You've got pollen on your nose

I want love in the afternoon

You've got pollen on your nose
Where've you been? Where've you been?
We make the dirt go flying with the shovels and hoes
You've got pollen on your nose

I wait and see if you'll give it to me

You've got pollen on your nose
I've been leaking like a garden hose

!!!!

Dec. 27th, 2006 08:10 pm
unamaga: (lookit that halo!)
I HAVE A DILLEMA.

The secret is out! The one that Dean tells Sam that John told him and it's out and it's a spoiler and I WANT TO KNOW SO BADLY but - but! *FLAPS* Is it worth it? Will I hate myself in the morning and want to take it all back as I quickly roll out of bed and button up my jeans?

Help! Someone, anyone! I can see the link, it's right in front of me and oh god I want to click! DISTRACT ME or something!

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