TO THE WHOLE CREW.
Today in the shower, I began thinking. Who would really write Tasha=whore? If it was a joke, I think we all understand why you haven't confessed yet...you're probably worried you'll never be able to go to Darosa's again and will lose all respect from his family and Nick himself.
I'd have to say, YOU have lost all of our respect right now. At the moment, you have fucked up our whole crew. I hope you understand that we really aren't allowed to go to his house anymore because of you? Not only that but how about
when we want to play wiffleball in his yard, with no shoes and have to run after the ball so it doesn't go behind the shed or in the Kay's yard?
what about those hot summer nights after playing wiffle ball going to his grandma's pool to go swimming?
the world series at his house
fighting and calling fives for the couches, i wont even go into blankets or pillows
going to his grandmas house everyday after finals talking about what we're gonna do all summer
laying on the hammock trying to keep warm wrapped in soaked towels, swinging each other, flipping over and making bruises
haha playing chicken in the pool and uhh someone pulling off sarah myers bikini top
going in the pool house to keep warm and shutting off the lights and trying to spy on people in the next stall
boofy always clogging the toliet
all those cloves on the front porch...
putting a fish into the pool and trying desperately to find it for wicked long
okay, who really has the biggest splash...chrispy or nick?
poker games
always planning to campout in the field...which always ended up in a sausage fest
fighting for the floats
never being able to find a good radio station to listen to and having to go into the house and change it a thousand times
wiffle ball in the pool
cravins in the morning, subway for lunch or dinner
late night trips to the creamery
summer crushes
shady drug deals outside the house
staying at his house until late hours watching gangster movies or the saylesville graduation video hahaha
watching porn and baseball at his grandma's house on the last days of summer?
Does anyone else see my point? Just confess, no one will be mad...I promise you we'll all be relieved and obviously...you didn't care about anyone else's feelings when you wrote it...RIGHT? Thought so...so be a fucking man and stand up. It's about time.
oh the other hand-cross ya fingas for a snowday.
heh
I'd have to say, YOU have lost all of our respect right now. At the moment, you have fucked up our whole crew. I hope you understand that we really aren't allowed to go to his house anymore because of you? Not only that but how about
when we want to play wiffleball in his yard, with no shoes and have to run after the ball so it doesn't go behind the shed or in the Kay's yard?
what about those hot summer nights after playing wiffle ball going to his grandma's pool to go swimming?
the world series at his house
fighting and calling fives for the couches, i wont even go into blankets or pillows
going to his grandmas house everyday after finals talking about what we're gonna do all summer
laying on the hammock trying to keep warm wrapped in soaked towels, swinging each other, flipping over and making bruises
haha playing chicken in the pool and uhh someone pulling off sarah myers bikini top
going in the pool house to keep warm and shutting off the lights and trying to spy on people in the next stall
boofy always clogging the toliet
all those cloves on the front porch...
putting a fish into the pool and trying desperately to find it for wicked long
okay, who really has the biggest splash...chrispy or nick?
poker games
always planning to campout in the field...which always ended up in a sausage fest
fighting for the floats
never being able to find a good radio station to listen to and having to go into the house and change it a thousand times
wiffle ball in the pool
cravins in the morning, subway for lunch or dinner
late night trips to the creamery
summer crushes
shady drug deals outside the house
staying at his house until late hours watching gangster movies or the saylesville graduation video hahaha
watching porn and baseball at his grandma's house on the last days of summer?
Does anyone else see my point? Just confess, no one will be mad...I promise you we'll all be relieved and obviously...you didn't care about anyone else's feelings when you wrote it...RIGHT? Thought so...so be a fucking man and stand up. It's about time.
oh the other hand-cross ya fingas for a snowday.
heh