big bucks no whamies

Feb 01, 2005 20:53

I'll be your ice cream in december.
Nothing that you asked for or ever expected,
and everything that makes you warm inside.
Don't listen to everyone who says it's too cold for ice cream.
Indulge in me.

The weekend was excellent. Mass chillage with the people who make memories.
I had to put Lucille (my late lacrosse stick) to rest.
I'd give her a formal burial, but coach says he can send her back to warrior and they can fix her.
They can rebuild her, they can make her stronger.

In other news, I've found my new passion in life, being better than everyone else.
Just kidding. Perhaps.

I ate potatoes and then went to sleep. On little tater got stuck behind one of my molars where the braces used to be. I think i'm gonna leave it there and let it ferment. A few weeks from now i'll have a little shot of vodka at my disposal.

I'm out. Asshole.
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