Wednesday, March 3, 2010

He grew so silently vibrant...

[x] jump off something really high.
[x] try a new perfume.

Sir, what are these things?
Ohhhh. Uhh. You will like.
:| ?

How it begins: spitting bobas at the walls.
(Simultaneous thought) Lets spit them at people!

Definition: Another name for the sweet, chewy, tapioca balls found at the bottom of the Taiwanese drinks

I can't spit at the asian, she's too successful!
The blonde woman that looked back at us:)
I wish I could spit like fifty of them at a time!
That man looks fit, we need to run. FAST. I wish we could see athletic man again.
The fat man we missed. Every. Single. Time. FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES!!!
The polynesian we hit with the final boba :)
Hand me the bobe!
(Door squeaks) shooooot.
We tried so hard to run away but there were chairs and tables in our main path so we just looked like the stupid kids that shot someone with the boba and couldn't run away. Oh the embarrassment that that was!
Some people just make my day :) :) :) :)



I hope she doesn't break his heart.

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