So if you live your life in a three piece suit,
In a cocktail dress, or combat boots
You pick your path and you walk your truth
And the world will come round to you.

Pop the cork, a champagne glass
Raise to the future, drink to the past
Thank the Lord for the friends he cast,
In the play he wrote for you.

Thursday, August 21, 2003

*shows vic thinkgeek.com stuff online*
me: look! "there's no place like 127.0.0.1!"
vic: you people are weird.
me: oh! and look! isn't that pretty? it's a picture of the caffeine molecule!
vic: *rolls eyes and slaps me upside the head*

*me bops head to offspring song*
vic: how did you get like this? weren't you picked on as a child?


.........i think he's going to go into law. narrr...

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