Dec 04, 2005 15:46
So. I was checking my cell messages today and I had this one from Laura Schlepp. Okay. So uhh... instead of hearing Laura's happy little voice, this is the message.
Sent: Today, at 12:05 AM.
Emily Hodge-Podge! -unrecognizable- ...funky new mustache... what’s going on, man? what’s goin’... -psychedelic music- alright, what’s going on man... 'cause... (to friend) no, it’s her voice mail, but it’s like, twelve, and I expected you to be up but you’re not... hahahaha oh man... alright alright man, yeah man, what's up man, yaboo (???), -cat squeal- yaboo, gonna go smoke some -unrecognizable- soon, fucking yaboo, alright, whatever man, whatever man, FAG! -sound of someone blowing a raspberry or something-, hahahahahaha, alright -unrecognizable- fucking -unrecognizable-, alright bye.
~Nate fuckin' Shumway
...HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.