I went down to S.A. yesterday for the sounds from the underground tour. It was like 100 degrees or some shit. Lucky I know the bus driver for bohemoth so I spent most of the day sitting backstage guzzling gatorade. Most of the day I didn't think about her. That was until Gwar started and all I could think is how much she would love to be here and meet all these sickos. I need to stick a melon baller up my nose and scrape her from my brain
shesinparties:
cheese graters, melon ballers, i am sensing a kitchen theme of pain here
shesinparties:
hearts do suck, but you are a good man for not being a cheater 