i've given into the dark side and decided to do what everyone else is doing. leave your name and i'll write about what reminds me of you and/or our best time(s) together. come on, get to work.
obviously science class this year. turning your arm into a graf. wall. and me telling you to beat that latino girl's ass because she said that shit about you.
yesterday on the phone listening to you telling corinne to shut the fuck up because she wouldn't stop coughing. watching anchorman. WHAT THE HELL BRO? watching the OC until like 4 in the morning. prank calling people with that samual l. jackson soundboard. "ENGLISH MOTHER FUCKER DO YOU SPEAK IT". you freaking out when you saw that picture with the same girl in it three times.
the first time you came over and we just talked so much jive about everything that existed. watching like 6 hours of the OC non-stop and you becoming obsessed in the process. you making a hot pocket and you took it out of the microwave and dropped it and you were like "it's hot" and i said "that's why it's called a hot pocket". you trying to steal the one i'd made a couple minutes prior and me yelling "TOUCH IT AGAIN!". anchorman. brosef. you going to columbia because of your bitch aunt to convert homeless mexicans into god loving christians. wrestling. hitting you with my belt while you convulsed on my bed trying to escape. waking up one morning to you with your arm around me. us walking into the mall and some like 19 year old girls checking us out.
oh shit. and watching American History X with you when it was the first time you'd ever seen it and you were like "that's the greatest movie ever". you talking about how hot ginni is. she's 18 now...so yeah, no longer in your league. singing scars of tommorow in the car with kylie...and not in the car. you begging for my cell phone whenever yours fell in the lake. you complaining about me listening to rap, then you heard superxcontra and you changed your mind. i'm sure i'll think of more.
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obviously science class this year. turning your arm into a graf. wall. and me telling you to beat that latino girl's ass because she said that shit about you.
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good times brosef, good times.
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the first time you came over and we just talked so much jive about everything that existed. watching like 6 hours of the OC non-stop and you becoming obsessed in the process. you making a hot pocket and you took it out of the microwave and dropped it and you were like "it's hot" and i said "that's why it's called a hot pocket". you trying to steal the one i'd made a couple minutes prior and me yelling "TOUCH IT AGAIN!". anchorman. brosef. you going to columbia because of your bitch aunt to convert homeless mexicans into god loving christians. wrestling. hitting you with my belt while you convulsed on my bed trying to escape. waking up one morning to you with your arm around me. us walking into the mall and some like 19 year old girls checking us out.
we're hanging out again soon brosef.
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laugh out loud
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