2012 shall treat me just like my futon.. We’ll have our issues, and it will make me wake up wishing I had just stuck with a bed, but in the end, I’ll end up back on my futon, falling asleep.. That was a terrible simile.. 2012 will be nothing like my futon.
Main point: come to vegas. we’ll hop on a bus to stateline. then run away back to vegas and get married and adopt gay babies and uh..i lost my thought.
I’m going to shut up now.
I hope 2012 will be bitchin’ for you. Do people still say “bitchin’”? Is that a thing again? Can we make it a thing again?