I know I said I wasn't going to update..
Oh my god. What a night.
After work I went over to Trevor2's to unwind, and spent most of the night in the company of a sweet but wasted punk rocker chick. Now that rocked.
But what was even more amazing, is that I went to bed at 4 AM and woke up at 8:30. I have had no hangover all day, just the taste of weed burping up sometimes.
I outdrank all but two people at that party,
6 Beers, I dunno what kind, but they where cold and in cans ^_^.
Three shots of captain morgans
Two body shots of the lucky T-Killa.
Then the bong went around.. my god.
I was so fucked up, then the cops came, but they where just the rent a cops that work Trevors apartment place. Dicks! Then at like 3AM Kristen kicked two guys out, and they came back pisssed off, so I helped Trevor settle em down and yada yada, I got kicked in the stones, but I held my own..even drunk.
Basically that was the wildest night of my life. And I want to say this to the world: I'm fucking sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. So guess what Becki- GO TO HELL. And if I ever talk to you again, it's not going to be pretty. YOU FUCKING FUCKED FUCKER MARK AGAIN. -mental scream- You're smart not to be calling me or being on AIM. I'd fucking...something....>_<.
And I like partying, I hate god, I love Slipknot, I love drugs, I love drinking, and no I'm not an addict. It's just the only time I feel like I'm actually in controll, and it's the only time that I'm smooth with women too . Interesting.
So if anyone has a FUCKING problem with what I do, say it, so I can flick you off. (Unless it's Trevor1, we've been coooooolll way too long for me to ever get that pissed at him)
After work I went over to Trevor2's to unwind, and spent most of the night in the company of a sweet but wasted punk rocker chick. Now that rocked.
But what was even more amazing, is that I went to bed at 4 AM and woke up at 8:30. I have had no hangover all day, just the taste of weed burping up sometimes.
I outdrank all but two people at that party,
6 Beers, I dunno what kind, but they where cold and in cans ^_^.
Three shots of captain morgans
Two body shots of the lucky T-Killa.
Then the bong went around.. my god.
I was so fucked up, then the cops came, but they where just the rent a cops that work Trevors apartment place. Dicks! Then at like 3AM Kristen kicked two guys out, and they came back pisssed off, so I helped Trevor settle em down and yada yada, I got kicked in the stones, but I held my own..even drunk.
Basically that was the wildest night of my life. And I want to say this to the world: I'm fucking sick of pretending I'm something I'm not. So guess what Becki- GO TO HELL. And if I ever talk to you again, it's not going to be pretty. YOU FUCKING FUCKED FUCKER MARK AGAIN. -mental scream- You're smart not to be calling me or being on AIM. I'd fucking...something....>_<.
And I like partying, I hate god, I love Slipknot, I love drugs, I love drinking, and no I'm not an addict. It's just the only time I feel like I'm actually in controll, and it's the only time that I'm smooth with women too . Interesting.
So if anyone has a FUCKING problem with what I do, say it, so I can flick you off. (Unless it's Trevor1, we've been coooooolll way too long for me to ever get that pissed at him)