k so…
i know i know. i’m retarded.
remember to use the scented ones.
you twatter. O:<
-.-
i am going to go twat some sharpies now… i blame you if i get brain damage! xP hahahaha
yes, but i posted this before then. xDDD
please do not hurt me for the following statement:
i didn’t look at your name and i just saw the first bit (before tweemail and twat) and for one horrible moment i thought you were my mother. D:
I’M PARANOID. SHE STALKS ME ON THE INTERNET.
wah.
twat still sounds like a drug.
i thought we established after school that you can have tweemail and twat?
i don’t get twitter.
like, at all.
it’s like
let me tell the world about what i am doing at this very second all the time tee hee.
i am playing with my dog LET ME TWITTER ABOUT IT.
i mean seriously. wth.
it’s kind of like updating your stat on gmail, except, you know, with out the email or the chat or the anything else.
:|
or i have no idea what twitter is and maybe it’s actually really interesting.
the latter is probably more likely.
explain twitter to me.
