Josh Bird; You are a prophet.

January 2, 2012

January 2, 2012

I don't want them now.

I’m pregnant with love for you. Oh my God I’m going into labour.

Oh my God… You are an evil Satan whore. Borrow my jeans? You might as well stab me in the face.

What a creepy ass little song they’ve got at the end. It’s like something you’d hear in a cave before you got stabbed.

I’m going to cut little holes in your back and roll you down a hall like a bowling ball.

I hate when little girls scream. There is no fucking need. There is just no call for that noise in this world.

I think a lot of things should be like 101 dalmations. Children should be put in groups of 101 and be chased around the country for their skin.

I’ll just slap you in the pregnant belly and run away. Our baby could come out with wings but that’s a risk I’m willing to take.