Thats Bad News Bears.
So I saw Episode III again tonite at the Atown theater. I despise this theater now because its where 12-15 yr olds go to get away from their parents and a chance for them to piss off everyone and NOT have reprocussions of ass stomping or for them to make out and think theyre doin it in private. Otherwize, the movie was good. Why do I get all bitchy and cryin ryan at the end of it though?!
So. There was to be FunnyBone'in tonite. That didnt happen.
I think I need to apologize. I think I got the message to everyone that I was goin to see Sarahs/Christine and that all y'all were to fuck off. No. I went. And if you coulda come you were welcome to. It was fun as hell, reguardless.
This break has made me realize something: I shouldnt chase girls that are here, nor think that I can. I honestly can say Im way the hell over Jaime. As well, I realize that other parties are just that- other parties. So I formally apologize for choosin bros over hos. I hope that covers my ass. It probably doesnt, but yeah.
CLASS REUNION: Stay away from this like its a Whore of a 1000 VD's. First off, its goin to cost us $20 a person, $30 a couple. Fuck that. If I came back, thats $120 in gas and if i brought a guest thatd mean Id have to pay this much extra *emote: holds up hand with 4 fingers* Roosterx holds up hand with 4 fingers. I figured out that we see the people we hang out with enough of the year not to have to pay a Jefferson to have to see them and all the ass cobblers from high school. Waaaaay too much. I can pay $20 now and go to the local bar and see all them fucks AND get drunk with em, and save me a trip.
Are we doing the Follies? I want to, and if we do its Irish Year. We can do the friggin' news reports at least, eh? This would also justify any excuse by me to ride the Amtrac. Plus, I might meet a strong man, a retainer, and a ninja (possibly a ghost, too) and have to fight the very train (SUPLEX, BITCH!!!) after doing an annoying puzzle within.
My brother Ralph is the very definiton of Dumbass. Trust me on that, and the Sun Screen tip.
...and I'm spent.
So. There was to be FunnyBone'in tonite. That didnt happen.
I think I need to apologize. I think I got the message to everyone that I was goin to see Sarahs/Christine and that all y'all were to fuck off. No. I went. And if you coulda come you were welcome to. It was fun as hell, reguardless.
This break has made me realize something: I shouldnt chase girls that are here, nor think that I can. I honestly can say Im way the hell over Jaime. As well, I realize that other parties are just that- other parties. So I formally apologize for choosin bros over hos. I hope that covers my ass. It probably doesnt, but yeah.
CLASS REUNION: Stay away from this like its a Whore of a 1000 VD's. First off, its goin to cost us $20 a person, $30 a couple. Fuck that. If I came back, thats $120 in gas and if i brought a guest thatd mean Id have to pay this much extra *emote: holds up hand with 4 fingers* Roosterx holds up hand with 4 fingers. I figured out that we see the people we hang out with enough of the year not to have to pay a Jefferson to have to see them and all the ass cobblers from high school. Waaaaay too much. I can pay $20 now and go to the local bar and see all them fucks AND get drunk with em, and save me a trip.
Are we doing the Follies? I want to, and if we do its Irish Year. We can do the friggin' news reports at least, eh? This would also justify any excuse by me to ride the Amtrac. Plus, I might meet a strong man, a retainer, and a ninja (possibly a ghost, too) and have to fight the very train (SUPLEX, BITCH!!!) after doing an annoying puzzle within.
My brother Ralph is the very definiton of Dumbass. Trust me on that, and the Sun Screen tip.
...and I'm spent.
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