Something about the root beer tastes like...
battery acid.
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- You're fucking cool, Warda.You're so fucking coooo...
- Anna: You made me sad yesterday.Albert: Oh I am di...
- #1 President for the #1 Student
- All for one, and one for all.
- Birthday Greetings.
- No title
- Because it IS his birthday.
- Cake because it's almost his birthday.
- Question of the day.
- He's not?
- Shut up, Just shut up, shut up...
- One night stand.
- I Think I Can, I Think I Can...
- A tisket, a tasket...
- Remorseful.
- Clothes Call.
- Two-for-one Special.
- To believe, or not to believe.
- Nelly Furtado says, "I'm like a bird." So does Alb...
- Curiosity Kills the Pretzel.
- No Such Thing.
- If the Key Fits...
- Some like it Hot.
- We watch GLEE. Albert watches people.
- The Little Princess.
- A throwdown? No, a throwup.
- THAT Time of the Month.
- Hugs and Kisses.
- Gramatically incorrect, unless Albert counts himse...
- @ Mina Choe
- Against Victory.
- Parts of the chicken that should not be discussed.
- Completely irrelevant to whatever conversation we ...
- Rite Aid. or Rite Acid?
- Idolatry. or Prayer.
- The Sound of Music.
- Albert's version of Mean Girls.
- A Masochist.
- Hunger-Induced Angst.
- Homebros in the 951.
- @ Rainforest Cafe
- RE: Magic Mountain Jobs
- Juguetear.
- Pterodáctilo
- Girls.
- Albert Says: "Katsu"
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