texts from last night. these pretty much sum up my saturday night:
"how the fuck did i get home and why am i in the fucken basement?"
"just once i wanna fire a tommy gun into the air and shout AHHHHHH!!!"
"how the fuck did i get home and why am i in the fucken basement?"
"just once i wanna fire a tommy gun into the air and shout AHHHHHH!!!"
lyndenburg:
that sounds like an awesome night
blakesaurus:
i kinda wish i could remember it.