May 2013
A Gordon Ramsay Poem
gordonramsaypoetry:
This is the dream sauce what are those crumbs under there? why is everything so dirty here? there’s crap everywhere i mean just crumbs and hairs like congealed snot
do you ever dislike someone so much that you hate when people are nice to them
Anonymous asked: Hey, I think you mentioned that you smoke pipe but with nicotine-free tobacco? If you do, where do you buy it?
Bought a milkshake, took a walk around town in the warm sunlight. Ever so gently farting into the sweet summer breeze blowing down the main street.
mr-radical:
imagine how is touch the boobie
