i was listening to class95 while walking to the pool today.
a ghost walks into a bar, goes over to the bar and tells the bartender:
"i'd like some whiskey."
the bartender turns to him and says:
"i'm sorry, but we don't serve spirits over here."
wah laus. super lame.


i'm sitting in my cosy room drinking warm porridge made by my mum. mmmm... i feel loved today. :D