1. I will start this entry by answering the questions asked in my comments.
Question 1. Yes. A whore. Please send one or somebody who would fuck me.
Question 2. Yes, I am a very sneaky boy. As is obvious, you have failed to recognize it.
2. This drinking of Growlers needs to stop. And as I've told you earlier, it's a damned, DAMNED difficult thing to do.
3. You have no clue, guys, I was so fucking lucky this morning. I wake up at 5:49 at my buddy's house. My buddy's house which is twenty minutes away. Turns out I passed out on their couch. My dad gets pissed when I'm not at home at night, nevermind if I don't call him. That's straight out disaster.
This was disaster.
I became concious of what had happened and was out the door in less than ten seconds. So, I drove home STUPID fast. Granted, this is in my Yota, so stupid fast is like 60-70 most of the way. I get home and it took me seventeen minutes. My dad is usually up by six. So, it was like 6:10, and I snuck around the front of the house, NO LIGHTS ON!!! I snuck through the kitchen. I could hear him upstairs, so I ran up to my room SUPER quiet. I was in the middle of taking my pants off, and my dad walked in. "Ok, good" "Oh man, dad, I don't have to go to work until three today! I'm going back to bed." "Ok." It was insane.
4. I destroyed my buddy's couch. I also got shot with airsoft guns (spring loaded guns that basically shoot plastic bb's) so much that it looks like I've got chicken pox. My buddy and myself took turns shooting eachother. I've got 3 on my left nipple. It's horrible. I loved it.
5. Utah. The 29th of October. It's set in stone. Watch out. I'm on my way to kill all the moron-I mean mormons I can get!
6. This is a boxer clad update.
I bid you adieu.
Question 1. Yes. A whore. Please send one or somebody who would fuck me.
Question 2. Yes, I am a very sneaky boy. As is obvious, you have failed to recognize it.
2. This drinking of Growlers needs to stop. And as I've told you earlier, it's a damned, DAMNED difficult thing to do.
3. You have no clue, guys, I was so fucking lucky this morning. I wake up at 5:49 at my buddy's house. My buddy's house which is twenty minutes away. Turns out I passed out on their couch. My dad gets pissed when I'm not at home at night, nevermind if I don't call him. That's straight out disaster.
This was disaster.
I became concious of what had happened and was out the door in less than ten seconds. So, I drove home STUPID fast. Granted, this is in my Yota, so stupid fast is like 60-70 most of the way. I get home and it took me seventeen minutes. My dad is usually up by six. So, it was like 6:10, and I snuck around the front of the house, NO LIGHTS ON!!! I snuck through the kitchen. I could hear him upstairs, so I ran up to my room SUPER quiet. I was in the middle of taking my pants off, and my dad walked in. "Ok, good" "Oh man, dad, I don't have to go to work until three today! I'm going back to bed." "Ok." It was insane.
4. I destroyed my buddy's couch. I also got shot with airsoft guns (spring loaded guns that basically shoot plastic bb's) so much that it looks like I've got chicken pox. My buddy and myself took turns shooting eachother. I've got 3 on my left nipple. It's horrible. I loved it.
5. Utah. The 29th of October. It's set in stone. Watch out. I'm on my way to kill all the moron-I mean mormons I can get!
6. This is a boxer clad update.
I bid you adieu.
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Oh and I have one of those guns. It's a stage prop we use when we play shows! Sometimes I load it and shoot random people in the audience. You should see their faces when they realize I'm actually shooting them!!!!!