Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Fifty-Four, Regret


Notes: Mmmprrrhh...tired. Mind only capable of jibberish. Bregalllshepurla froz...chocolate milk. Jollleeg zredreeber harbra...bros. Lammer gramer panini, sho bret labradoodle. Deska omprala taco bell, namamamamama...magic bars. Uberfrank crisco willow tree, slappa greedo and then she burped and we laughed cause she never burps.

8 comments:

maggie said...

FUCKING WILLOWS

katiiiii said...

hahahhh
"i'm done with bros"
"HEAR THAT IAN!?"
"Yeah. i don't believe her."


(:
BUT I AM!

drsocks said...

umm you forgot the part about me almost getting arrested!!!

maggie said...

like i said, dylan, if you get arrested before the show i'll hamstring you

farlowh: what i would name my quasi-retarded child if i was some kind of celebrity

Anonymous said...

oh yeah! you forgot Dylan being a dumbfuck! and how sad you are that Carina and i have lab tomorrow!
BUT YOU REMEMBERED THE CHOCOLATE MILK =]]]


coging.

Gandry said...

hrrrkn go kart vigilantes, shmrapapa gux two elevator then no world issues tomorrow.

Gandry said...

oh yeah dolomite fresh lettuce Brie's chest is an ATM.

Anonymous said...

haha there are lots of bros here, all laboring under broseidon, king of the bros, who is the bro-iest of all the bros, so much that i don;t even get along with him

headeth
broseidon's fake real name, a tribute to heath ledger