Last night Knifefight and I had some people over. It was pretty fun, but mostly uneventful. We started the night with a power hour, so everyone was pretty shellaced.
The male/female ratio was way way off last night; all of us called every floosie we know, but no girls would come out last night at all for some reason. Lame.
Our friend Andrew suplexed Vladdic and knocked the wind out of him. It was hilarious.
At one point "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" came up on the playlist, and we turned and saw Andrew and his friend on the couch dancing and clapping and attempting to sing along. Naturally, we played the song again and got video of it.
Somehow Alex managed to knock one of our sliding doors off of its track and we can't get it back on. Not a big deal, except for the fact that until maintainace gets here to fix it, the pollen has uninhibited access to our apartment.
We walked over to Kyle's place to watch Cabin Fever last night, and we discovered about eight boxes of old books in the lobby of his building. Naturally, we raided them. I got "All The President's Men" and this history of WWI. The best find however was this book I found for Catie, a romance novel called "Fancy Pants."
Cabin Fever, by the way, continues to be one of my favorite movies. "PANCAKES!"
This morning we all ensured our spots in hell by spending the entire morning talking about how Alex, a Jew, killed Jesus. The funniest thing about it was that he was crackin' the most wise out of anyone. Oh, and we got Catie's little brother really ridiculously high and sent him off to Easter dinner. The kid can't even stand up straight or say a word without laughing. Muhahahaha!
The male/female ratio was way way off last night; all of us called every floosie we know, but no girls would come out last night at all for some reason. Lame.
Our friend Andrew suplexed Vladdic and knocked the wind out of him. It was hilarious.
At one point "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" came up on the playlist, and we turned and saw Andrew and his friend on the couch dancing and clapping and attempting to sing along. Naturally, we played the song again and got video of it.
Somehow Alex managed to knock one of our sliding doors off of its track and we can't get it back on. Not a big deal, except for the fact that until maintainace gets here to fix it, the pollen has uninhibited access to our apartment.
We walked over to Kyle's place to watch Cabin Fever last night, and we discovered about eight boxes of old books in the lobby of his building. Naturally, we raided them. I got "All The President's Men" and this history of WWI. The best find however was this book I found for Catie, a romance novel called "Fancy Pants."
Cabin Fever, by the way, continues to be one of my favorite movies. "PANCAKES!"
This morning we all ensured our spots in hell by spending the entire morning talking about how Alex, a Jew, killed Jesus. The funniest thing about it was that he was crackin' the most wise out of anyone. Oh, and we got Catie's little brother really ridiculously high and sent him off to Easter dinner. The kid can't even stand up straight or say a word without laughing. Muhahahaha!
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tygertyger:
Exactly! I figured all the pirate comments didn't even justify a response.
scopitone6248:
Peeps are ghetto, son. Oh, and stop reading my damn comments in other the journals of others. Scratch that, I grant you Fellow Awesome Motherfucker (FAM) status. You may continue to comment on all that I do. So shall it be, now and forever!