First post! Epic post. Hamster balls eh? I am so glad You're happy it makes me happy, actually. I mean it. I am having the worst ...period of time... ever. And if you don't believe me go back in time to my bathroom from the hours of 3 am to 8 am for a horrifying display...Wash your hands when touching hobos frequently by the way... And then go watch me act out act 5 scene 2 of Titus Andronicus then give a twenty minute presentation on the finer points of it. Then watch me get the cold shoulder from my partner for it. A partner I kind of wanted to bang.
We can put you in costume and stalk my self. But seriously, after all this. Knowing your happy makes this a great day. Okay not great, notably less shitty.
I totally didn't mean to make this all about me. I've had the words" Fortunate potato" flit across my train of thought a few times lately. I thought you'd like to know.
Holy shit man. We like never fight. I just tried to remember a time where either of us yelled at the the other for something, not about something. All I can think of is that stupid fistfight in grade 7. What the fuck was that about? You wanna pretend it was a girl, or some drug money?
I'll send you some naked pics sometime, Miss you lover.
Epic post.
Hamster balls eh?
I am so glad You're happy it makes me happy, actually.
I mean it.
I am having the worst ...period of time... ever. And if you don't believe me go back in time to my bathroom from the hours of 3 am to 8 am for a horrifying display...Wash your hands when touching hobos frequently by the way... And then go watch me act out act 5 scene 2 of Titus Andronicus then give a twenty minute presentation on the finer points of it. Then watch me get the cold shoulder from my partner for it. A partner I kind of wanted to bang.
We can put you in costume and stalk my self. But seriously, after all this. Knowing your happy makes this a great day. Okay not great, notably less shitty.
I totally didn't mean to make this all about me.
I've had the words" Fortunate potato" flit across my train of thought a few times lately. I thought you'd like to know.
Holy shit man. We like never fight. I just tried to remember a time where either of us yelled at the the other for something, not about something. All I can think of is that stupid fistfight in grade 7. What the fuck was that about? You wanna pretend it was a girl, or some drug money?
I'll send you some naked pics sometime, Miss you lover.
David "unnerving sexual innuendo' Howell
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