Twelfth: How the fuck do you spell that? Who cares, I kissed Jeff.
omgwtfbbqplotz.
I got brought up for Jeff Collins' show. OMGOMGOMGOMG.
I got to KISS Jeff Collins. My fucking YEAR is made.
And in the same week as Woundy's?? Holy FUCK.
What's that, Mr.Collins? You want LILLY on the stage? OMGROFL yes I do! Come on up and hold me hand for a bit as I ask your name and introduce you to the audience! Well, alright Mr.Collins!
'Lilly, it's time you got yourself...A Man.'
My man wasn't so pretty, but he was friendly. I held his hand.
'Harder, Lilly, Harder! I'm a loooonely man.'
'You smell Goooood.'
Checking buckles, slapping my man. 'Want me to get Lilly to do it?'
he told me to get it on the backswing, so i did. I dropped it the first time and he called me a tease. Huuur. I tittered at that, making an awesome 'Bum' photo.
Wonderful angles on these two, buckling up that buckle was hard. He wouldn't stop moving.
Saying there was no hard feelings.
KISSING my cheek to show me there was none.
After that, I was supposed to kiss his cheek to show I had none, but the fiend (aha i say, as if I disliked it) turned his head, and omgomgomgomgomg I kissed him on the lips and it was rough and awesome and brief but i wanted to take his floppy hair and keep it going and yeaaaaaaah. Tittering after the far to brief kiss.
my final job was to press 'play' on the cd player.
him, doing his act sans Lilly. Sad.
afterwards, after putting money in his hat and getting a 'thank you lilly', which made me titter with glee, we go up for pictures! I'd like to point out his crouch SO close to me in these. Yar.
i love this pic of him, horrid of me.
aww
And that is all. The other buskers pictures will come along soon enough, once i develop them yo.
but omgomgomg.
How fucking AWESOME is that? I am fucking spent.
And sun burnt again.
but i kissed jeff collins on the lips.
fuck sun burns. I know what I'M dreaming about tonight.
Busker-molester out.
Titter titter.
I got brought up for Jeff Collins' show. OMGOMGOMGOMG.
I got to KISS Jeff Collins. My fucking YEAR is made.
And in the same week as Woundy's?? Holy FUCK.
What's that, Mr.Collins? You want LILLY on the stage? OMGROFL yes I do! Come on up and hold me hand for a bit as I ask your name and introduce you to the audience! Well, alright Mr.Collins!
'Lilly, it's time you got yourself...A Man.'
My man wasn't so pretty, but he was friendly. I held his hand.
'Harder, Lilly, Harder! I'm a loooonely man.'
'You smell Goooood.'
Checking buckles, slapping my man. 'Want me to get Lilly to do it?'
he told me to get it on the backswing, so i did. I dropped it the first time and he called me a tease. Huuur. I tittered at that, making an awesome 'Bum' photo.
Wonderful angles on these two, buckling up that buckle was hard. He wouldn't stop moving.
Saying there was no hard feelings.
KISSING my cheek to show me there was none.
After that, I was supposed to kiss his cheek to show I had none, but the fiend (aha i say, as if I disliked it) turned his head, and omgomgomgomgomg I kissed him on the lips and it was rough and awesome and brief but i wanted to take his floppy hair and keep it going and yeaaaaaaah. Tittering after the far to brief kiss.
my final job was to press 'play' on the cd player.
him, doing his act sans Lilly. Sad.
afterwards, after putting money in his hat and getting a 'thank you lilly', which made me titter with glee, we go up for pictures! I'd like to point out his crouch SO close to me in these. Yar.
i love this pic of him, horrid of me.
aww
And that is all. The other buskers pictures will come along soon enough, once i develop them yo.
but omgomgomg.
How fucking AWESOME is that? I am fucking spent.
And sun burnt again.
but i kissed jeff collins on the lips.
fuck sun burns. I know what I'M dreaming about tonight.
Busker-molester out.
Titter titter.