blah blah - fuckin' blah. worked from 9am to 12am (as in 15 fuckin' hours, yo!) yesterday, so I wasn't able to go bowling, which sucks craptacularly. I did run into "the team" @ the neighborhood pub so I got to at least knock a few back w/ some pals before going home. Watching the Maker girls attack thirsty with ice cream cake was fuckin' rich! He took it like a champ (coz, well, the dude IS a champ) and kept on telling me his story, seemingly oblivious to the ice cream hat he was sporting.
Go thirsty!
Go thirsty!
i'm totally gonna go down to tx and stuff. i told you i'm already collecting souvineers for you n thirsty.
are you down w Satan's Cheerleaders?