in 5th grade they made my class do a seminar thing on drugs and we had to sign an anti-drug pledge and afterwards they gave us these really fancy certificates declaring that we would be drug free forever and i ended up rolling a joint with mine in freshman year so there u go
so i was in class looking at my nails and i see that my nail polish chipped off in the shape of a head
but then i looked some more and thats not just any head, thATS BRUNO MARS
i forgot i titled my paper like this and it’s too late to print off another copy
i’m fucked
I TURNED I NT INTO MY PROIFESSOR AND SHE WAS LIKE E “CHARLEMAN….NICE” AND GAVE ME A THUMBS UP IM CSREAMING
my dad just yelled up the stairs “CHLOE DID YOU KNOW THE WEATHERMAN WAS GAY I DIDNT KNOW HE WAS GAY HE JUST GOT MARRIED TO HIS BOYFRIEND” and i was like which weatheman are we talking about here and he said “THE BLONDE ONE WITH THE SHARP HAIR CUT AND THE TIGHT PECS AND THE HOT ASS BODY” dad is there something you want to tell me
but then i looked some more and thats not just any head, thATS BRUNO MARS


