Pick the month you were born:
1 - I ate
2 - I jumped
3 - I stabbed
4 - I licked
5 - I robbed
6 - I ran naked with
7 - I smoked with
8 - I cuddled with
9 - I shot
10 - I bangged
11 - I RAN NAKED WITH
12 - I killed
Pick the day you were born on:
01 - A toothbrush
02 - a dog
03 -a hottie
04 - a rock star
05 - a who.re
06 - my lover
07 - a glass of milk
08 - a twinkie
09 - the kool-aid man
10 - my boyfriend
11 - the trojan man
12 - a po.rn star
13 - a teletubby
14 - Paris Hilton
15 - a horse
16 - a pot head
17 - a bum
18 - a stripper
19 - a betch
20 - a crack head
21 - a homeless guy
22 - barney the dinasaur
23 - the cookie monster
24 - a bag of weed
25 - a bowl of cereal
26 - the one i love
27 - an easter egg
28 - a french fry
29 - your mom
30 - a mop
31 - Ur grandma
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White - because some betch stole my taco
Black - because I'm sexy like that
Pink - Because I'm good in bed
Red - because I love to snort cocaine.
Brown- because I had to
Polka Dots - because I hate my boyfriend!!!
Purple - because I'm gay
Gray - because I love marijuana
Other - because I have double D's
Green - because Someone cut me off
Orange - because I smoke crack
Turquoise - because I have a noodle in my nose
Blue - because I'm a pimp
Shirtless - because I've got abs
Ty dye- because I didn't like the way they looked at me
(thank you to XD_Holly_XD tuz.. i was on her profile and i thought it was cute :3)
ABORTION IS WRONG MONTH ONE: Mommy, I am only 4 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby. MONTH TWO: Mommy, Today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though. It is so nice and warm in here. MONTH THREE: You know what, Mommy? I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad, too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me. MONTH FOUR: Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it, too. MONTH FIVE: You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby, Mommy... your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion? MONTH SIX: I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me! MONTH SEVEN Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus' arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me, Mommy? EVERY ABORTION IS JUST... One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. If you're against abortion, put this in your
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