mastercraftsman

I think my whole world is starting to collide into this SG community. Like a whirlwind. I realize a picture says a thousand words, and most people these days ain't got the time. I had a camera, but it may have spoiled some moments that I want to remain genuine, and to keep my teeth. Naked Nixon spitting beer in my face would have been a good memory to have a picture of. There were parties and after parties. And after-after parties. And two beautiful, sunny and windy days that I enjoyed my new passion, disc golf. Thanks Marksy. And one good turn deserves another. Sometime during the festivities, Mandy's car broke down and she was stranded. I happened to be one of the only sober people at the time so ended up going after her with SteveNeurotic and Amara. Goddamn that felt weird just typing that. But yeah, I wasn't drinking either. I mean I am NOW, but...
Truth is I really enjoyed leaving all the drunken ass grabbing and three-way tongue action. Really. I mean there's fucking no excuse to miss these parties now. SGC's got the cavalry coming with the tow truck. Steve used his triple AAA card for that. Charlotte's like that. Everybody here's got your back. We stumbled back into the party and forgot Mandy's four disc halloween compilation in my truck. So I go back there to rummage through all my damn CDs and promptly lock my keys in. Then MunkE came to MY rescue, using his roadside assistance insurance to get a locksmith at 2AM or whenever. So yeah I never got home until 6 both nights, and I'm getting pretty damn tired right now. But yeah you guys fucking rock. I can remember being pretty fucked up and coming back in from that fire(don't worry, I'll bring a truck load next time if we need it) and overhearing laughter, moaning, one conversation involving popsicle porn and another about the last time THAT happened I ended up in an orgy, and I thought about what you guys were saying, we're all such like minded perverts....