it's that time again
well, as much as i hate pulling out i'm afraid its time.
tomorrow it's "Anchors Aweigh" for my beloved vessel (beloved = piece of shit)
seriously you bastards better e-mail me, i get so goddamn bored floating around the pacific/indian ocean. the least you could do is write me a goddamn e-mail. j/k ... but seriously.
and in the event that i die in a nuclear fiasco i love all of you (you = travis allen)
and of course (coarse?) my wife sandi
p.s. chances are i won't die in a nuclear fiasco
tomorrow it's "Anchors Aweigh" for my beloved vessel (beloved = piece of shit)
seriously you bastards better e-mail me, i get so goddamn bored floating around the pacific/indian ocean. the least you could do is write me a goddamn e-mail. j/k ... but seriously.
and in the event that i die in a nuclear fiasco i love all of you (you = travis allen)
and of course (coarse?) my wife sandi
p.s. chances are i won't die in a nuclear fiasco