IT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE A STUPID CHEESY SHOW ABOUT TEENAGE WEREWOLVES.
EVERYTHING IS TEEN WOLF AND EVERYTHING HURTS
WHERE IS IT OH GOD WHICH ONE IS POSSESSED
So my mom told me to record a song for her. She didn’t give specific instructions like what kind of song and she didn’t tell me not to fool around while singing, so there.. now’s my chance to do some impressions
My dad’s GPS
Liam was definitely planning the poor lad’s murder in his head :P
I wonder if the young girls playing on the trampoline next door know that
- I can see them
- I can hear them singing You Can’t Stop The Beat from Hairspray
- they are really bad singers and
- I can probably get a YouTube-worthy video of them from my current position
gUYS I PUT ON MY COUSINS HOCKEY MASK AND STOOD AT THE WINDOW AND YELLED “STOP YOUR INFERNAL SINGSONG I’M TRYING TO MURDER HERE” AND THEY SCREAMED AND TRIED TO RUN AWAY AND ONE FELL OVER AND STARTED CRYING
Jawn… Jawwwn… do you love me yet? Jawnnnnn?
Im trusting you yahoo.