Poor Unfortunate Souls fucking ROCKS!!!
marinated grilled jerk pork loin w/ mango scotch bonnet chutney...jerked and grilled butterfly chicken...grilled sweet potatoes...Jamaican red beans and rice...fresh sliced mango and pineapple...a case of RedStripe...some Pato Banton...Tess...Catt...CarrieLynn...Kathleen...Elisa...and myself...
a true sign that Spring has arrived...
is when I start jerkin.
\m/
From: sophie
Date: Feb 24, 2007 3:34 PM
Remember me? Just wanted to say hi. Hope you're doing well!
Sophie
From: Matt
Date: Feb 26, 2007 7:20 AM
OF COURSE I REMEMBER YOU!!!!
you evil little vixen!!! Do you still have those fuzzy pink handcuffs?!?! Ya know, I still have scars all over my back from that one night in Venice...you naughty fucker you!!! Keep in touch yo!!!
~matty
From: sophie
Date: Feb 26, 2007 7:26 PM
ah yes, still have the photos, was it gwar on the radio that night??
you're so crazeee!!
From: Matt
Date: Feb 27, 2007 7:27 AM
YES!!! IT WAS TOTALLY GWAR ON THE RADIO!!!
I remember, we laughed maniacally at the dichotomy, that although they were just on the radio...we were still drenched in blood and semen.
write back soon!!!
~matty
From: sophie
Date: Feb 27, 2007 8:02 PM
Have you always been so eloquent? Its no wonder I crushed on you so bad in high school.
From: Matt
Date: Feb 28, 2007 7:19 AM
wait...
HOLY CRAP!!!!!!...
SOPHIE?!?!?!?!??!
reconnect with an old friend lately?
its beautiful.
I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. ~ Chuck Dickens
ok so like...if you walked in on me...and I was wearing nothing but like some hideous zebra stripe pair o' spandex shorts, dancing all crazy while lip-syncing some Justin Timberlake....
would you still love me?
umm...excuse me miss...is there like a barcode on me somewhere I should know about??
cuz I notice you've been scanning my package all night...



