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So, we are currently having a meeting discussing the relationship between Steel Reserve and skank-whores. We are drinking the 211 and being skank whores, with the exception on Marissa, who doesn't like alcohol and is only 15 anyway.
She smokes pot, though...

Now, i'm calling Missy a nigga, and Frankie is screaming at me because she can't say it because Brain revoked her N-Bomb pass, so she can't say it, haha!
It gets revoked when you call Brain a nigger, or even say it. Because he's black.
We roll with gangs.
i'm tore up, son! No stuntin'!
We drove around listening to Chemical Brothers, M.I.A., and Afro Man, and no one expected us to be white. i love being a black male.

So. We named all the flies in the apartment. We still have to name the babies in Benjamin Franklin's crap.
Paul and Martha and Stanley, and Raul, and Pete are on the ceiling.
i'm so glad we're moving!

i had to untangle all the Morning Glories, and i almost cried. i had to break some of the leaves off because they were all wound around this fence thing.
FUCK SALT!


In other news, i hate males. i really really do. Actually, i massively dislike almost the entire human population on this planet.