yea, our meetings go to shit and we end up telling stupid stories and giggling and stealing all the food from the kitchen.
mmmmmm oreos with sweet and sour sauce and soy sauce! yum yum.
that's how we do.
so at least one good thing came out of supercon...this. hehe "and then all my other girlfriends popped out from those potted plants they never water in the mall..."
YESSSSSSSSSSSS. 1000 white cards!
(in joining the bpc you will soon feel no remorse about crank calling your friends and leaving them messages about small condoms!)