theif!! hahahah her was mines earlier!

What Are Friends For?


Last night, as I sat in the bedroom eating cherries and watching cops, the telephone rang. When I picked it up, I heard a(n) humping sound. It was my dry friend drew. He told me that he couldn't solve the 69 problems that mrs. mills had assigned for homework.

I'm pretty sexy in math, so it took me only 2 minutes to figure out the answers. “These problems are easy!” I told him. “Use your penis pump.”

“It's broken!” he said. “I think my dog laughed over it.”

“Then you'll just have to use your fingers!” I suggested blew.

“FUCKASS! You're a big help! The next time I need advice, I'll call samual l. jackson,” he shouted.

I don't know why drew was so mad. Did he want me to give him the answers?