thats why the internet is so addictive. you sit, and you absorb. We are all little Spongebobs-and boobs soaking up that pooool of awsome that is the internet. My boyfriend goes on browse binges. Like as in he doesn't get up unless he has to shit/pee or eat. the Latter only if the food is readily available, or a.k.a when I make him a sandwich. the Look on his face is the most relaxed, but concentrated paradox of an expression actually. The two face contortions clash and their inertias cancel each other out or something. you all know the look, and you all have your very own blankbrowser face. I do this really strange pout thing with my lips, definatley not a sexy pout-more like your 80 year old toohless granpa pout. I got that from my mother by the way. Don't you just hate that you turn into your parents.
If you are all out of ideas...here is an image that might get you wondering. This piture inspired my whole post. Thanks Brad you sexy little fag.
happy browsin' y'all.
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