Monday, February 11, 2008

Please feel my cans.

Apparently the formula for Dr. Pepper is not old, so is its education.

Oh, don't mind me. I'm just hurt fillings from time-to-time and try to feel the void that is empty inside of me.

Yeah, I'm a taunter.

Dr. Pepper - sugar-energy for the wary, weary WWII woman worker.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This post is neither fantastic or terrific. Perhaps you should change your name to Fozzie, as the post is childish.