And here we can see the Blogger in her natural habitat.
The blogger is a shy, docile creature…
… that prefers the darkness…
… and tends to be wary of the outside world.
The Blogger rarely sleeps, and when it does, it does so in seemingly random places.
We have attempted to understand the dietary habits of the Blogger…
… but to no avail.
I am so glad this is back
how do i ask a boy out
roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two
OH MY GOD NO
twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car
row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream
I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory
when you’re at a concert and someone accidentaly touches your butt
when you’re at a concert and the lead singer looks at you
when you’re at a concert and the tall person in front of you lets you stand in front
when you meet someone attractive with the same musical taste
when your favorite song gets played at a concert
this is precious
Vince…we know Nikki has perfect thighs…
r u even
Vince be like
OMG he wants Nikki’s dick and fat sexy thighs