[Nick.]

In a Mean Girls's mood!

[Saph]

"we have a new student from africa"
"welcome" @black girl
"im from michigan"

[Dollface]

Somebody wrote in that book that I'm lying about being a virgin, 'cause I use super-jumbo tampons, but I can't help it if I've got a heavy flow and a wide-set vagina

[Novo]

The Credits at the end

[T*]

Originally Posted by NovoBaratheon

The Credits at the end

just go away pls

[T*]

stop trying to make fetch happen

[LukeB]

boo you *****

[Udanax]

I'm from Michigan

[Shaun]

jambo

[T*]

Youtube video

[armand.kay]

She just came up to me and started taking about crack

[armand.kay]

Janice I can't invite you, because I think you're a lesbian.

[Kizzy]

Originally Posted by armand.kay

She just came up to me and started taking about crack

Say crack again....

[Fetch The Bolt Cutters]

'there isn't going to be a swimming pool you stupid slut'

[Kizzy]

Why are you so obsessed with me?

[T*]

Originally Posted by Kizzy

Why are you so obsessed with me?

google teas

[Fetch The Bolt Cutters]

When I was a child, I'd come home after school to an empty house. My father had flown the coop. My mother worked as a maid in a hotel. It was lonely, so I brought in a baby squirrel I'd found and kept him in a shoe box. And then one day when I came home, he looked sickly. He was dead already, but I didn't know that. I'd forgotten to... feed him for a couple days. So I took him out of the box, and I laid him on the table, and I prayed my heart out for several hours. And when my mother came home and found us, she screamed bloody murder, and she picked him up and threw him in the garbage. She worked hard, my mother. She was exhausted, and she couldn't have known how cruel that was. But I cried and cried, saying, "God didn't answer my prayers." I remember, my mother was pouring herself a whiskey- the Martin family cure for everything. She looked at me and laughed. "God always answers our prayers, Judy. It's just rarely the answer we're looking for."

[Kizzy]

Originally Posted by Tom!

google teas

Is that from mean girls?....

[Ammi]

Originally Posted by Scott

When I was a child, I'd come home after school to an empty house. My father had flown the coop. My mother worked as a maid in a hotel. It was lonely, so I brought in a baby squirrel I'd found and kept him in a shoe box. And then one day when I came home, he looked sickly. He was dead already, but I didn't know that. I'd forgotten to... feed him for a couple days. So I took him out of the box, and I laid him on the table, and I prayed my heart out for several hours. And when my mother came home and found us, she screamed bloody murder, and she picked him up and threw him in the garbage. She worked hard, my mother. She was exhausted, and she couldn't have known how cruel that was. But I cried and cried, saying, "God didn't answer my prayers." I remember, my mother was pouring herself a whiskey- the Martin family cure for everything. She looked at me and laughed. "God always answers our prayers, Judy. It's just rarely the answer we're looking for."

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