Ink Pens, Rye Bread, and Chicken Fried Rice.
Geezz....Air Soft Pistols hurt, Me and Dicko decided to experiment with the pistols its started off shooting ourselves in the legs then I ended up shooting myself in the face 5 times and the neck, and about any other painful spot on your body neck, fingers, toe, palm, knee's. I'm done with that fucking air soft shit unless I get drunk then I'm probably going to the hospital, I didn't do much today but filled out some credit card shit went to the loft fucked around there and got some chronic ass taco bell. The army also keeps sending me letters saying "Your life is about to change forever"< I don't like the sound of that. But I'm going to bed. G'night CuntS.