attention quint5/nooKKrew
i was just thinking about the persians.
and how those were the good old days.
literally.
the quint5 were like glue,
we went to parks and had ho-downs,
a few of us got sandwiched at a party,
we ate woppers and guacamole doritos while ar-j was in the shower
and avoided the hairy lemon candy.
it's weird how without the persians in our lives anymore,
our lives are totally different.
it sucks in a way.
i miss cruising westwood blaring How We Do and Nuthin But A G Thang.
i remember the first time i fell in love with that song.
i miss those guys so much.
i miss the krew.
i miss the quints.
i miss matin and donkey.
i want them back!!!
we have to have a Quint5/Krew reunion at Veteran's Park one night when masud gets off work, you guys.
We'll bring food and blankets and a boom box and lots of jackets.
swing on the swings and spin on the spinny things
go get donuts and barf up micky dee's.
sneak on a school bus.
i'll bring my video camera and we can add one more to the collection.
it's been months so we're way overdue.
we'll tell masud to bring everyone, bc i really miss matin and donkey.
of course i remember all this after reading my horoscope,
which was telling me to tell that certain somebody what i've been thinking.
how can i say anything like that if all i can think about
is how hard masud and arj were laughing when they got raisins?
i'm sad.
we need to get back together you guys.
THE POWER RANGERS NEED TO REUNITE, BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, THE QUINT5 DO.
thank you bre for having the balls so come out and say something.
i didn't know what to say because i didn't know when the shit hit the fan.
it just smacked me in the face one day when i stepped out of bed.
this is all just a big fucking misunderstanding and i'm sick of it.
quint5/krew: what are you up to next saturday night, around 7:30/8?
and how those were the good old days.
literally.
the quint5 were like glue,
we went to parks and had ho-downs,
a few of us got sandwiched at a party,
we ate woppers and guacamole doritos while ar-j was in the shower
and avoided the hairy lemon candy.
it's weird how without the persians in our lives anymore,
our lives are totally different.
it sucks in a way.
i miss cruising westwood blaring How We Do and Nuthin But A G Thang.
i remember the first time i fell in love with that song.
i miss those guys so much.
i miss the krew.
i miss the quints.
i miss matin and donkey.
i want them back!!!
we have to have a Quint5/Krew reunion at Veteran's Park one night when masud gets off work, you guys.
We'll bring food and blankets and a boom box and lots of jackets.
swing on the swings and spin on the spinny things
go get donuts and barf up micky dee's.
sneak on a school bus.
i'll bring my video camera and we can add one more to the collection.
it's been months so we're way overdue.
we'll tell masud to bring everyone, bc i really miss matin and donkey.
of course i remember all this after reading my horoscope,
which was telling me to tell that certain somebody what i've been thinking.
how can i say anything like that if all i can think about
is how hard masud and arj were laughing when they got raisins?
i'm sad.
we need to get back together you guys.
THE POWER RANGERS NEED TO REUNITE, BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, THE QUINT5 DO.
thank you bre for having the balls so come out and say something.
i didn't know what to say because i didn't know when the shit hit the fan.
it just smacked me in the face one day when i stepped out of bed.
this is all just a big fucking misunderstanding and i'm sick of it.
quint5/krew: what are you up to next saturday night, around 7:30/8?