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Five minutes from now a bell would ring. I'd go "Hometime! Hurrah!". My boss would go "That bell is for me, not for you." I'd go "Hometime!" And then I'd go.
I remember when.........wait....no......no i don't......
*sucked into 56th dimension*
*sucked into 56th dimension*
I hate school, but in a weird way i like it because i am with my mates.
When i leave school i will leave all of my mates except about 2 behinde.
When i first started high school i hated it so much because i was put into a class with no one i know, were as my mates were all in the same class. SO i sat on my own for a few months, its allright now im mates with pretty much the whole class.
When i leave school i will leave all of my mates except about 2 behinde.
When i first started high school i hated it so much because i was put into a class with no one i know, were as my mates were all in the same class. SO i sat on my own for a few months, its allright now im mates with pretty much the whole class.
Thats not quite the way it is, but hey
ßora† SagdiyeV wrote:
> when the hooter goes at work, I throw my tools on the ground, run out
> the door, jump into my car (without opening the door first), shout SO
> LONG SUCKERS, and wheel spin off.
>
> that's much better
Hooter
Tools
Suckers
You are a porn star, my man. So *throwing* your tools down might be a tad dangerous. On a legal front.
> when the hooter goes at work, I throw my tools on the ground, run out
> the door, jump into my car (without opening the door first), shout SO
> LONG SUCKERS, and wheel spin off.
>
> that's much better
Hooter
Tools
Suckers
You are a porn star, my man. So *throwing* your tools down might be a tad dangerous. On a legal front.
when the hooter goes at work, I throw my tools on the ground, run out the door, jump into my car (without opening the door first), shout SO LONG SUCKERS, and wheel spin off.
that's much better
that's much better
That bell is for me, not for you.
Hometime!
Five minutes from now a bell would ring. I'd go "Hometime! Hurrah!". My boss would go "That bell is for me, not for you." I'd go "Hometime!" And then I'd go.