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finals finals and more shitty end of school traditions. today i was woken up at 9:30 by jarrod and we had adventures that would make your blind cousin giggle.
ps. i really hope everyone is goin to the trap tomorrow..
the story so far...
Panera, 1st stop.
jarrod's a genie
gavin has no face, honestly.
lurker. i need more mobile friends. jarrods been a crippled whiner all day.
uhhhhh
gavin is smiling, driving, and jerkin.
i am actually 3/4 chinese. and jarrod is just black.
1/2 of a cornea.
SNAGGLETOOTH and narcoleptics guarantee nothing but fun.
you can drink fanta out of my collarbone-cups.
SUDDENLY a spider bit a hole in our tire and i thought we were getting shot at by a chinese gang. (white fence)
uhh.. i took off nuts off with a wrench thing. yepp.
all the essentials: gameboy, rackets, and notorious black business bags.
gavin takes everything up the bu-dunk-a-dunk-dunk.
lug nuts.
farmer fag playin with a tire.
END.
Tuesday was exciting
lurker+rugs woven by navajo bitches
im having a litter of blind wambats. clean up in the shoe aisle. bah.
some old biddy was about to buy me. but i was not her size.
those would fit if i werent wearing my girddle.
im blind. and portraying quazi moto in present times.
he cant afford those visors with parrots and palmtrees on it making the hat delightful and yet purposeful. jay grew up in the projects.