Friends are like bras, always supporting, and close to your heart.

There is a copple of reasons why I go to Walmart
#1) to throw random things into nieghboring isles. #2) to run up to randome people and say I havent seen you in a long time. and see if they play along to avoid embarecment.

Ill be happy the day that you die!

Suicide.... lifes easy way out.