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[alleyway]

To all you fuckers at the bar that think your voice is like a choir of angels:

PLEASE STOP, YOU MAKE NO SENSE!

p.s. no one wants to know what your Grandma did in 1952, or why you like apple martinis oh so much.

Comments

[halfwaysober]

oh, fuck you and your I.D. at least you can get into that lame-ass karaoke bar. i'm stuck playing pool at seedy tacoma bowling alleys with horny drunk old men at the next table watching every time i bend over to take a shot. oh wait, i guess that's pretty much the deal at the bar, too, huh?

anyway it was nice talking to you and hanging out with you ONCE before you inconveniently lost my telephone number. bitch.

just kidding. still on for da vinci code?

delayed messages

[alleyway]

da vinci code, yes, you and me, i just saw V for Vendetta, and it is FUCKING AMAZING, seriously, you have no idea, SEE IT, i don't have my car anymore so i can't really travel to see you as easily as before, and i just got a new job and school starting up next week.....all of these things are stoping me from seeing you, but i miss you, i really do, and if things were different, i'd love for you to come up and see me, i would have you write for me so i didn't have any type-O's , love ya hope all is well.