You're Such A Skeeze.....
Today, I saw one of the crappiest yet coolest movies ever....I saw.....Mean Girls. It was okay, I guess. The hot chick from Not Another Teen Movie and Daddy Day Care was in it, so it made it better. And the other chick from "The Hot Chick" was in it, so it was good.
The only reason we saw this movie is cause Stepford Wives was sold out (it's cool, didn't want to see it anyway) and no one, but Austin, would go to Dodge Ball with me.....
Lindsay Lohan is hot, but not....She looks good, but all those friggin freckles bother me. Austin, Thomas and I were "cat-calling" the whole damn flick, cause it sucked. We must have pissed of up to 20 people in that theatre.
Everytime I got a chance...I called the people Skeezes. It's my new favorite insult. Also, at the end of the movie, they play music from "Mortal Kombat" (the movie). Then, Austin and I ducked into Books-A-Million while everyone was taking a leak. I got to talking to this chick who was kinda hot, but she had a major mustache. We talked about Poetry and how I knew nothing about it. She's going to major in psychology....not that it matters.
On the way out, we saw the "Books-A-Million" bum asleep in his favorite chair. As we passed him, Austin sang a song that went a little something like this...."Bum bum bum alum um um bum..." It was good.
While we were near Jessica Simone's house, Thomas made me get out of the car, and he then proceeded to drive away. Little did he know that the joke was on him. I knew he'd come back for me, in time, so I fled the scene. I ducked into Country Walk, so when he came back, I was gone.
They kept calling, looking for me, but I told them "Dude, I'm gone. I'm almost home." Thomas knew where I had fled, so he went driving down the main road in Country Walk. Luckily, I saw him before he saw me and I dove into someone's drive-way, out of sight. I saw them drive by, then they called again.
"Where are you dude, seriously?"
"Don't worry, I'll get home and call you, I'm fine."
Now, I'm home, safe. Tomorrow is Father's Day. I'm going to probably play golf with my dad, and then I'll be free. So call when you're all done with your Father love time and we'll hang out.
Peace out, Skeeze!
--the Weasel
The only reason we saw this movie is cause Stepford Wives was sold out (it's cool, didn't want to see it anyway) and no one, but Austin, would go to Dodge Ball with me.....
Lindsay Lohan is hot, but not....She looks good, but all those friggin freckles bother me. Austin, Thomas and I were "cat-calling" the whole damn flick, cause it sucked. We must have pissed of up to 20 people in that theatre.
Everytime I got a chance...I called the people Skeezes. It's my new favorite insult. Also, at the end of the movie, they play music from "Mortal Kombat" (the movie). Then, Austin and I ducked into Books-A-Million while everyone was taking a leak. I got to talking to this chick who was kinda hot, but she had a major mustache. We talked about Poetry and how I knew nothing about it. She's going to major in psychology....not that it matters.
On the way out, we saw the "Books-A-Million" bum asleep in his favorite chair. As we passed him, Austin sang a song that went a little something like this...."Bum bum bum alum um um bum..." It was good.
While we were near Jessica Simone's house, Thomas made me get out of the car, and he then proceeded to drive away. Little did he know that the joke was on him. I knew he'd come back for me, in time, so I fled the scene. I ducked into Country Walk, so when he came back, I was gone.
They kept calling, looking for me, but I told them "Dude, I'm gone. I'm almost home." Thomas knew where I had fled, so he went driving down the main road in Country Walk. Luckily, I saw him before he saw me and I dove into someone's drive-way, out of sight. I saw them drive by, then they called again.
"Where are you dude, seriously?"
"Don't worry, I'll get home and call you, I'm fine."
Now, I'm home, safe. Tomorrow is Father's Day. I'm going to probably play golf with my dad, and then I'll be free. So call when you're all done with your Father love time and we'll hang out.
Peace out, Skeeze!
--the Weasel