Billie Joe :
- "Are you canadian? Oh, ok, cause you sure as hell acting like one right now."

:thumb81818325: "I believe what doesn't kill you... Simply makes you stranger."

Oh mah Gaawd. -waves arms around like Kermit- YAAAAEY.

SOOO, Okay. For some reason, I've decided to tell you about my Halloween on 11/15/08... No big deal, JUST LISTEN. For those of you who live in the West Hollywood area, you know about the Halloween Parade that was held on Santa Monica. -punching motion- YES.
On a more serious note, -clears throat-, I happened to go to that parade. IT WAS SOOO FUN -flamboyant hand gesture.- So, the point was, to just walk around in your costume, showing off and shiz. My mother happened to be there with me, along with a friend. Neither of us were in costumes, THANK YOU "BERRY" MUCH. So, we did what was expected, walk around. Because of our age, we weren't allowed to do the drugs they supposedly were smoking, my mother says, and or drink alcohol, not like we wanted to.

BAD INFLUENCES. FOR THE WIN.... As I was just standing around, listening to the band playing really good music, I look behind me, and this man in a gorilla suit () comes up from where he was standing, towards and against me and starts grindin'. DID I ALLOW HIM TO RUB HIS FURRY CROTCH ON ME?! I conquer...
MY MOM WAS RIGHT THERE. Either she was thinking "Get off my daughter, douchebag" or she had no idea what he was doing. I got ALLOT of unwanted attention that very day. WAS IT MY BREASTS?!... -coughs- Then there was this guy dressed up as The Joker who wiggled his fingers at me, with a flirty look...

ANYWAY.. I went back home, and my cousins mother asked what I was for Halloween. I said "Alice in Wonderland?" and coincidentally she had an appropriate get-up for me, and let me borrowed a costume. So, my cousin Alex was depressed for Halloween for some reason, but not depressed, just ":/" depressed- I don't know.

So, he came along with my mother, friend, and I out to the liquor store where we sat to go "people watching." Not in a stalking way, though. A woman, probably drunk, was in the passenger seat of the car, where loud music was playing. She called out to us, "WANNA DANCE IN MAH CAR!? !?" and my cousin Alex provoked it by dancing as a retard as a joke. She was all "WOOOO." and I was all "...

The woman came out to where we were, and for some reason, we decided we'd dance anyway and give her what she wanted. We had a little "party tiem." Then she asked me how old I was, and I told her, very shyly. Then asked if I had ever tried out for modeling, and when I sad no, she said I SHOULD. She pretty much called me HOT! WOO! Hahaha! But yeah, this Halloween was the best I've ever had. Then she made a comment about seeing some lady's crack, and once she got back into her car, we got back home...

THEEEE EEEEND.

Taste it.