"He paid me one penny, some pocket lint, a roll of duct tape, and 5 safety pins just to say nice things about him. I used the duct tape to wrap him to a tree, the pocket lint went in his nose, the safety pins are new piercings in his face, and the penny, well... lets just say you don't want to know.
"He rocks the shit. He gave me a cig and stood next to me at the show when I was feeling pretty damned insecure, I can't stress how much that meant to me. I had a genuinely good time, I just wish I could've chatted with him a bit more and got to know him better. He bought the last tickets to Against Me! and waited for me to show up just in case I didn't get tickets on time. Such a sweetie.
"One hell of a fun guy to talk to! I can't wait to hang out with you again! And you don't even mind being seen in public with a hair farmer like my goofy ass! *laugh* Between you, MrMann and of course Stacie (our beloved den mother) I didn't feel all shy and awkward in a strange crowd or nothin! Thanks for being a bud and letting my hang out with you some!"
Projecta119
Stewartstown, PA
January 2004
APR 01, 2004 07:08 PM