My self and the other girl that I work with at the Mill (There's only two females.) sing it alot.
What terrible lyrics.
And to think, I thought music had already gotten as bad as it could with Fergielicious.
I do that in our hay barn. Only, I can't stand being in there unless the tackroom light was on. The only problem is that our tack room has an alarm system and there's only so fast you can open the door to turn the light on.
It's not the darkness that gets to me, the front doors could be open and the hay barn be light as day. I still have to turn that damn light on.
No, I was just remembering how I used to be a psycotic bitch to my guy friends when I was younger.
And the one I beat the shit out of the most, is still my bestfriend.
So, they're good to keep around.
You sir, are mistaken.
But, Riverside (Our old middle school, grades 6&7, each grade in one class) was called the Mustangs.
But they wore black and red.
Princeton BC?
We do not have a mall.
We have one grocery store.
How can we have a mall if we don't even have enough people to have more than one grocery store?
EDIT: Oh, and we don't really have enough underaged girls to 'flock' either.
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