[FILTERED FROM STAN MARSH] We used to stick together, we wrote our names in blood.
I dunno how I got roped into this, I honestly don't..
We're throwing a surprise birthday party for Stan on Sunday, as in tomorrow, at my house; it'll be after the band practice. I want to make these fags do a little jamming into shape, at least.
Show up around 8pm, if you want in, and bring food, or presents, or whatever.. Tammy is baking a cake, but bring more if you want, I'll eat all them fuckers.
He doesn't know [which is why it is a SURPRISE], so keep your fucking mouths shut, and don't bring everybody in the whole goddamn county, keep it personal.
Oh, and we're still looking for a drummer, btw. I bet that'd make a great present.
How do I let Tammy talk me into these things?
We're throwing a surprise birthday party for Stan on Sunday, as in tomorrow, at my house; it'll be after the band practice. I want to make these fags do a little jamming into shape, at least.
Show up around 8pm, if you want in, and bring food, or presents, or whatever.. Tammy is baking a cake, but bring more if you want, I'll eat all them fuckers.
He doesn't know [which is why it is a SURPRISE], so keep your fucking mouths shut, and don't bring everybody in the whole goddamn county, keep it personal.
Oh, and we're still looking for a drummer, btw. I bet that'd make a great present.
How do I let Tammy talk me into these things?