elfboy

I'm all psyched about the new tour.

I wanna be an ass & tell no one so idiots don't ruin it, but more so, I want it to succeed.

Seriously, I love the Suicide Girls. I had heard of them, by seeing them on Ts, but I thought it was just a nifty design, until my friend Fetish who I met on the Internet somehow, told me she was one.

Oh yeah, I remember how I met her. I met her through a photographer. I was going to model for her, & Fetish, then known as Insomnia, was another of her models. I shyly contacted her, & she responded.

Anyhoo...

They've brought me many laughs & hours or delight.

Stormy Shera Nixon (the bitch & Reagan Brandy, along with all the other members have completely unwittingly, made me a happy person again.

Not that I wasn't, but some messed up people had nothing better to do then attempt to make me miserable, 'cuz I guess they see that as their secret to success. It failed, but they "Miserables" get much much less of my attention.

It is good to be happy.

I drank too much last night, so my typing is slurred. I had my usual beer, & my bud Tex handed me a very potent Slurpee.

Slur pee.... hehehe

& now I see four of everything.

However, I just had to say "Thanks" to Missy & all the SGs for a musing me no end. They've pulled my fat out of the fire & never even knew it.

So, I love them. This is my public proclamation of admiration & gratitude.

<Thanks!

Good luck w/ the baby, Brandy! I'm jealous. (as in envious not murder the father)