Heh.
I'm totally talking to Fish on the phone right now while taking a self-photo and typing this up. I have no idea what he's talking about right now.
La la la. Hey buddy.
Life continues past the months of June, July, and August and so must the counselors of Day Camp.
10 Comments:
ahhhh hahahahaha.... what a douche
8:49 PM
I'm soooooo hungry right now. I don't know if it was the doob I've been smoking or the fact that I didn't have breakfast this morning. On a side note, I saw Alli at the Herm yesterday.
-Spidey
8:33 AM
...the stuff we couldn't post at the other MH forum. Feels like we're pilgrims somehow...
8:49 AM
yeah, that or heathens damned to hellfire and brimstone in the afterlife. Personally, I blame gator. And my dead father.
11:36 AM
You blame gator for everything. Surely one man cannot be the cause of so much blame.
One more side note: The negative effects of working in an all women envoronment is starting to take effect. Just now when I went to get some water, I overheared in the office next to me two women talking about putting a volleyball bettween their legs and tieing it there to make there pelves larger for birth. YUCK, YUCK, ICKY, ICKY! Seriously though for the most part registration is legit.
12:33 PM
And Mike...I'm not dead!
1:14 PM
surely one man can be, and is, the root of all blame. Someone cut you off in traffic? Blame gator. Lose your car keys? Blame gator. Girlfriend's pregnant? Blame...ok he's not to blame for all things, but my blank-shootin' skyscraper friend is nearly the root of all blame. Fish'll back me up. Right fish? Right? Right?!?!?!
2:32 PM
root of all blame? What does that even mean? I get a taste of summer and all semblance of grammar is obliterated.
2:33 PM
Yo you'll capitalize my name if you know what's good for your body.
6:07 PM
my grammar bows to no man. and no, gator - no woman neither. sorry.
7:00 PM
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