She didn't wanna talk- she ain't got nothing to say.
Alright. So, I've just been busy. That's my excuse. I seem to be hanging out all the time...doing nothing really. Sorry for the unconnected pictures...at least they're on there right?
Story: Monsoon and tornados. 9 o'clock. drive. Oxford. POLICES. GREEN BEER DAY!!!. hot dorm room. bag of ice. Brittany.
Me and Brittany...we're such twinseys...and drunk off Natty Light.
We were in Chris' and Andre's dorm..and Andre wasn't there...and I spilled beer on his bed...and all over myself...and didn't even notice until someone told me...is that bad?
OKKKKK CHANGE SUBJECTS: So, I love my brothers to death, right? Well, I went to go support Charlie in what could have been the last game ever at Goggin Ice Arena. I mean, I love hockey. I love Miami. I love these guys (especially, a certain #17) and now, here it was, the second round playoffs vs. Western Michigan.
Nate and Matt...the last game I'll ever see them play together in =( Something about those Davis boys I can't get over.
Nate doing what Nate does best...I love this kid. He's my little Alcoholic.
This game made me cry. Alec scored the game winner in overtime to send the 'hawks to the joe. amazing.
AND this was it. The End. The last thing. The only thing I have left of Goggin:
a lifetime of memories.
THEN my roomie and i went to Wal-Mart. and played.
My Little Pony (ghetto version) committing suicide...I want to get on for my kids.
Ashley and Zat's kid. Her name is Karli. We couldn't find one that had brown hair and brown eyes because that's what we assumed mine and Davis' kids are gonna look like..then again, who knows?
Then the mack daddy of all laughter:
Do fish speak or read Spanish??
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