welp guys, what can i say about this one? she's loco. she like, singlehandendly wants to revive the dungarees industry.... and i think she's a cyborg sent from the future to assassinate me. if so, i'm dying with a shot a cigarette a raging hardon and a smile.
also, i think she also kind of maybe definitely not asked me to [redacted] i said hell yeah. we'll see what happens.... i'm pouring myself a white russian and saying this my friends... i won't bring this name up again, it's just like, i've met you guys we've had beers and stuff you're good people and you're my friends... and i look forward to hopefully kicking a few old rap songs at darko's in august. that is, if i'm not sacrificed for the corn harvest after they dupe me into getting her pregnant.
NOT THE BEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOT THE BEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
also yeah, see if you can figure out why she's got that smug look of satisfaction. i think i know why but then again i'm a good dolphin idiot!

from this point on, save OKC cuz we have important rap business, i won't pm any of you or talk about my nonexistant delusional fantasies of having the smartest/hottest chick on the planet stalking me for some odd reason. i'll just talk some sports... cuz i retired my superhero admiral awesome sailing the high seas of adventure thing last night. i just wanna be really boring and low key and undercover funny like atom and his package.
so thank all of you guys, gals, and whatever the fuck you call panther for being my friends! pantsless cretin for life! the last ~4 hours of it anyways! REMEMBER ME WHEN THE CORN HARVEST IS BOUNTIFUL!
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Curious Hair wrote:
Les Grobstein's huge hog is proof that God has a sense of humor, isn't it?