ooh ooh that smell… can't you smell that smell?
December 3rd, 2002I want to go sit at the desk of the bitch who just made microwave popcorn, light a cigarette, and exhale every drag directly into her face. And she had the nerve to complain that she could smell cigarette smoke whenever we came in through the back door after smoking. She ought to have to [...]
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