Head Trip
We picked one random day to pick Justin's completely random brain. Ahem. ~ Tabz
The Mind of a Maniac
Thoughts From Timberlake
I'm debating going downstairs. Mom is patiently awaiting the big news I called her over to hear about. The four other guys are sitting in omnious silence as they know in their hearts that my mind is made up. Brit flew "overseas" to Canada to escape the jealous rages I've forced upon her in my state of indecision. Can I help it that I'm in constant need of what she has, and the guys don't? Her hair, breasts, behind. The total package. I want it all, and I want it all the time. I'm really left with no choice.
"Mom....guys. I've made up my mind. I've made an appointment with the surgeon. I'm changing my name to Justine Renee though, instead of Chelsea Lynn sos I can keep my phat necklace. Plus the initials CLT sound like a dirty word..." THE END (Look at the pic above in a whole new light)
I'm never going backpacking thru that psyche again. I'm frightened Mandee...Nikki, hold me.