Gay pride flags and Ethnicity based college funds

Jul 02, 2005 01:09

Good Morning to the world. I want to talk a little about getting so wasted you wake up with no recollection of last nights events. That was me on Friday morning. I drank Barton's vodka, sick. Last things I remember were getting the bottle, pranking people with Lashandra and Abdul, drinking, getting picked up by Josh Dan and Mike, then Jackie and Liz getting in the car and both having to be dropped off. I also remember being in a miscellanious Mighty Taco where I began introducing myself and I told some boy that I am off to go to war soon. Then the last thigns I remember are arriving at Pat Camerons, talking to Randy Lavango, and falling asleep in Pats bed. Tony Ebs woke me up and all the sudden I was in a van, going home an hour past curfew.

Needless to say I woke up with Marker on my leg that said "Hey Abby". And I threw up for about a half an hour straight and couldnt walk for a while. Bartons Vodka= Suicide.

If given the chance to have Spice Girls come back for a reunion concert, would you attend? See I think every girl and slightly feminine boy is obligated to go see a reunion concert for Spice Girls or even for Hanson. And everyone knows the words so no one would feel akward. All of us pretty much still have our nicely choreographed dances we made up in our living rooms by pressing rewind and play on our tape players to get the exact moves down. I am going to write a letter to Baby Spice or maybe Zach Hanson. (He was my favorite)

Im done.
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