I’m sorry, but if lesbians can control themselves in a girls only changing room with ass naked woman waltzing around. Then I figure men should be able to control them selves with clothed girls walking down the street. Just a thought.
so if we all could just pretend that squidward was a fireman or some guy in an ambulance, then i’m sure we could all pull together and discover what it truly means to be in a marching band
95% of the time I feel absolutely nothing but that 5% of the time I feel everything all at once.