antirock

i just got back from brent's chili cookout and horror flick mini-marathon.
it was dope.
beers were drank.
horror was watched.
doa: x was played.
chili was eaten.

i probably shouldn't have driven home, but it was either me or brian, and he passed out with his 13th coors light in his hand.

swerved. leave message.
fenchurch owns shit ferreal cause she's swerved with me.

drunken reccomended set: nina: charming.
just cause it was hott and in love nina

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
stay dry kiddies.
[chipmunk]