Mother Gertrude, found in the ΣΧ house kitchen.
Justin, Simmi and I were kicking around, helping a bit here and there to setup for the beer pong tournament later that night. They almost burned Mother Gertrude in a fire, but I rescued her. Because I was a creepy ass kid and love the praying mantis.
I went and put her in the bushes after letting her run up and down my arm and freaking out the gay little frat boys for a while. Damn city folk. Oh wait.
Summer of 2009. The season
vanto learned a very hard lesson about Irish boys.
Those paddy men will make you fall in love and then leave you hanging.
And for vanity's sake, have a picture of me being drunk and vain.
downtown davis, as i wait for my fucking pizza.