there is one thing that happened when i went to england that i didn't meantion. i had to have permission first. well, now i do. i randomly met up with
soultied in january and the weirdest stuff happened. i don't even remember half of it because he and biscuit got me so drunk in a pub, but i do remember something about me trying to steal soultied (mike's) underwear and i put my bra on his head as a hat.
somehow i have a feeling i am never going to be invited to meet people again.
oh yes and also, they dressed in drag.
they look better in makeup then i do.
sniffle.
psst!