one day, twenty years twenty years
Ellen and I sit doing my nails with ductape, and disussing how her stomach contains similar qualities as brandy. Then we get a brilliant idea...
why not do an 80's workout? i mean seriously WHY NOT, its fun, its excersize, and its 80's. and being 80's makes everything just plain better. ellen promptly pees her pants from the excitement of dressing in her moms clothing, and i succesfully pull off the HICK 80's TRASH workout gal.
i think we definitely scared stuart and madeline. the sad thing is. we were both completely sober. we just thought it up from the brilliance that our minds are capable of.
just got the BEST PICTURES BACK. ellen knows. god i wish i could post them up here. maybe i can figure out how to scan them, because they are just absofuckinlutely fabulous.
why not do an 80's workout? i mean seriously WHY NOT, its fun, its excersize, and its 80's. and being 80's makes everything just plain better. ellen promptly pees her pants from the excitement of dressing in her moms clothing, and i succesfully pull off the HICK 80's TRASH workout gal.
i think we definitely scared stuart and madeline. the sad thing is. we were both completely sober. we just thought it up from the brilliance that our minds are capable of.
just got the BEST PICTURES BACK. ellen knows. god i wish i could post them up here. maybe i can figure out how to scan them, because they are just absofuckinlutely fabulous.