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Thursday, March 06, 2003

WOOO KIDS

some beer says hello

it gets so oooooo oo much worse

i am creeped out about a scary movie i watched while wasted

and now paul is not here

and i hear noises

which is actually just the mice eating things in our apartment

because we live in a SHITHOLE PIECE OF SHIT CONDEMMED SLUM GHETTO ROWHOUSE

but logan's got that shit covered....



DAves girlfreind is mad at dave

or so it seems

but dave is mad at everyone so who knows

she called

and wanted paul and me to come out drinking

once she learned dave was asleep and unwilling to come out

but that would be silly of us to do

so we one-upped her

and got drunk by ourselves.


meanwhile.................................Paul is on a hopeless quest to actually be packed and ready to leave on an international flight tommorow mornign at like 6 AM

best of luck vagina tron


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"i'm going to emmit's fix it shop.... to .. fix.. emmit"

-for the next week i live vicariously through the vagitron as he despretaly clings to youth in jamaica...
THATS TWO FISH SANDWICHES. WAtch out for the blue girl. Dont go to mr. slice and you don't want to buy sandals. Hang with indian statue guy and find our fucking frisbee and for FUCKS SAKE dont' sacre the topless chicks away!
and follow Cenkos' rules for dating.....

see, now i want to go to jamaica

-the wierdness continues

and i wonder when i get to go to the beach..........

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