I have to return some video tapes...
I spent my new years eve at the one and only GUUUUUSSSSSS's house. it was just a tip bit crazier than i thought it was gonna be, thanks to tony and joe, who burned things/took off clothes until midnight. tony brought me this bitchin liquor flask that he had filled with rum, which made my nite. We went buck-ass wild when the clock struck midnight, banging pans, lighting things on fire with axe and a lighter, running through the street in our boxers, that kinda thing. then i popped the cork off the bubbly and probably drank at least half the bottle(i was tossing air biscuits the whole nite). We played a little two on three and some madden, with south park and american psycho dropped in there somewhere. my diagnosis: a severe case of flippin' sweet.