So the story goes...
By the way, this is Jeremy. The kid that came over a couple times, sucked at guitar then, on that one fatefull night, (consumed with the glances of a cute homework correspondant of yours; DAMN THOSE BRIGHT BLUE EYES!) drove his car across all four lanes of Metro Pkwy into a snowbank where he stumbled out and momentarily blacked out next to his totalled car, all of which went unnoticed by Sean and Steve who followed close behind. (Fuckers). I vowed to never return to that evil street with it's "well-lighted" stop sign and thus, we have not "chilled" since.
Good luck and farewell. And tell the blue-eyed one what she's done. Perhaps she could could be more conservative with those things.
Good luck and farewell. And tell the blue-eyed one what she's done. Perhaps she could could be more conservative with those things.