Of Waffle Irons and Sugar Lips

Feb 18, 2005 12:24

Igaloo shalala my ass, I want my motherfuckin change

I have a pair of pants that starts stinking after you wear them for a day. What kind of ridiculous shit is that. . .am I really only supposed to wear these pants ONCE before washing them. I suppose I need to do laundry anyway and this is just the last in a long line of signs. . .the first of which being that I'm on day two of going commando due to the absence of clean underwear. . .and I don't remember the last time I wore clean socks. I'm trying to hold out through the weekend. . .we'll see how that goes.

The past two nights have been pretty fun times. Thanks go out to Kristin for letting us all hang out in her room. Fun stuff about last night:

I tried to take a pair of nines to funky town against Kristin's full house. . .did not turn out well

Joe and Adam played a hellaciously long game of Go that only ended because Adam quit. . .I'm not even sure who would of won

Kristin and Andrea whispered sweet somethings to each other all night long. . .complete with giggling

Eric and I whispered the secrets of a really bad Sci-Fi movie back and forth to one another all night long. . .complete with looking at the girls and then giggling. . .and it even worked for a little while

We played that motherfuckin dice game until every one figured it out

I've continued my streak of getting fairly inebriated off of one can of Boddington's pub ale (soon to be rated by the men's club)

So that's about it. . .I'm looking forward to this weekend which just screams "INSANE POTENTIAL!!"

Until we meet again. . .I'm gonna blow this motherfucker up if I don't get my motherfuckin change
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