I spent the day in the woods of Oak Creek, WIsconsin, with four silly boys. It was grand, to the the least. I got some sun on my face and picked up some other peoples' garbage. We built bridges to cross the streams. I even saw a beaver . . . ha. Beaver. But it was scared of me, so it ran away. At sundown we topped it off with dead baby jokes on some weird stage with log benches. And I got a sliver.
Then we went to Subway where I got a sweet roasted chicken sandwich (which I can still smell on my hands) and now I'm at my buddies' house with some other kids, drinking beer.
My roommate has the BIGGEST BOOBS EVER!!!
SPEND MORE TIME OUTSIDE!
Then we went to Subway where I got a sweet roasted chicken sandwich (which I can still smell on my hands) and now I'm at my buddies' house with some other kids, drinking beer.
My roommate has the BIGGEST BOOBS EVER!!!
SPEND MORE TIME OUTSIDE!
st_even:
Camping is really all Oak Creek is good for, y'know? Glad you had fun.
murdercity:
boob a loob bop. i like outsides. i'm a girlyman.