Jan 30, 2005 16:55
Except at Rose parties.
I went to the Festival of Bacchus at Delta Sig last night, and it was a regular feast for the eyes, if you dig fat slutty chicks dressed in a square foot of cloth. I didn’t get a hang over, but I woke up to discover that I had ripped my eyes out of their sockets to spare me the pain looking at another whale in a toga. Christ Almighty people, if your fat, lose the weight. If that doesn’t work maybe you need to start thinking about alternate options.
Like a bullet sandwich.