getting drunk in england with family ive never met is more fun, i think
the memories of last night are somewhat vauge, but i seem to recall skipping down the street arm in arm with my brother and my step cousins, loudly shouting a song about fucking the french and how they lick our balls.
russell said it went something like, 'fuck the french and lick my balls, fucking french can lick my balls!'
no one is suprised.
but yeah, i guess having an american accent is pretty hot fucking mojo shit over here. too bad im CAMPING IN SCOTLAND WITH MY FUCKING PARENTS.
'hey baybe, wanna come back to my moms tent?'
in other news:
HOLY CRAP YOU GUYS AUDIOSLAVE CONCERT IN 2 HOURS
i am excited, because its probably the closest i will EVER get to seeing Rage Against the Machine.
its not like rage is exactly gonna do a reunion tour, ya know.
russell said it went something like, 'fuck the french and lick my balls, fucking french can lick my balls!'
no one is suprised.
but yeah, i guess having an american accent is pretty hot fucking mojo shit over here. too bad im CAMPING IN SCOTLAND WITH MY FUCKING PARENTS.
'hey baybe, wanna come back to my moms tent?'
in other news:
HOLY CRAP YOU GUYS AUDIOSLAVE CONCERT IN 2 HOURS
i am excited, because its probably the closest i will EVER get to seeing Rage Against the Machine.
its not like rage is exactly gonna do a reunion tour, ya know.