Aug 30, 2004 17:17
I thought man this guy must have cool friends they make movies, hang out, get naked and party together. My friends kick, slap, punch, elbow, knee, and bite my testicles, make me perform sexual favors on them and parade me around in nothing but a flamboyant t-shirt and silver glittery shorts. Then when I go home I'm beat and stuffed in a trunk in the basement. Feel lucky you bastard cause this is all I have to say to my friends a sentimental casualties song: fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you all!