tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070694898415430400.post139153292788081313..comments2011-12-11T15:29:26.309-06:00Comments on Que Pasa, Calabasa?: Totally Normal...?Nada Nadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05908560774779215447noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070694898415430400.post-13893976844765366722010-11-05T13:52:02.579-05:002010-11-05T13:52:02.579-05:00"I crack my toes constantly. Like, my life wi..."I crack my toes constantly. Like, my life will not continue unless I can bend my toes an experience the unparalleled satisfaction of the pop! and relief that subsequently occurs. That's how vital it is to my existence. And if someone else cracks my toes for me? Well let's just say that after that, they don't even have to buy me dinner."<br /><br />I have never come across anyone else who shared my view of toe cracking to such a precise degree. (Thank you, goofy Google search, for helping to make my day!) As far as normality goes, this is a case where I say the rest of the world needs to be like us!MDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12431944510166082439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070694898415430400.post-41760553102602982462010-09-25T13:36:24.039-05:002010-09-25T13:36:24.039-05:00*sigh* I love you.
Someday, my bra and underwear ...*sigh* I love you.<br /><br />Someday, my bra and underwear will have to match.<br /><br />When I have a real job and can afford VS underwear. haha.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com