here come the memories!
Remember that day I partied with a banana?
Not THAT kind of party.
That is pretty much my favourite face to make. I make that face all the time which is probably why I was hanging out with a banana instead of something that owns eyeballs.
I just washed my face with noxema and it reminded me of ceramics when you apply glaze and then half ass wipe it off, basically my face is a noxema sculpture. If you wash your face with noxema people will tell you that your face smells like one of those pine trees that hang in car mirrors.
The other thing I thought about when I washed my face was I remembered was this one episode of street cents where they were putting the claim of "noxema girls noticed" to the test and basically they ragged on noxema because what they did was get a bunch of teenage girls to wash their face with noxema for a week and then hang around a mall food court for an hour to see if they would to get hit on but nobody did. Here is a hint street cents: anybody who hits on you in a food court probably lives in a half-way house anyway.
I am a little concerned that I am imagining this episode because it also makes me think about how one time that I went to some mall in Windsor with my grandma and cousins. Probably what happened is that I saw that episode and then at a later date I was hanging out in the food court with my grandma and cousins and I was probably sitting there imagining that I was one of the noxema testers from street cents. |
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...but your face belongs to Noxema.
By Anonymous, at 9:43 a.m.
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