I saw you at the Wal Mart spanking your three children. My heart connected with the intensity in which your flubbery arms flailed as your children screamed for mercy. Just kidding. You were the cashier. Just kidding again, you really were hitting your children. I want to hit them as well. I feel connected when children scream. There’s something about seeing innocence whither over a Toy Story 3 action figurine. Marry me. Love me. Encase me in your essencey bowels. I love you. Forevermore, your wondrous soulmate of amazingness. Clark W. Griswald.
- me: mom!
- me: maaaah
- These messages were sent while you were offline.
- Mom: yeah. I wanted to play scrabble with barack