AAAGH!
Scarlett...on Conan...two, two, two of my favourite things in one! SKIPPY DEE BOO! Someone must come with me to see her new movie. I won't be wearing pants.
I just worked a Crazy McTardo shift at work...hardest tournament of the year...but made wicked money so it's okay. Nothing especially exciting happened, but I did leave with two filet mignons for my starving puppies at home, and a free box of toilet paper (48 rolls, to be exact)...so my mom will love me more than she loves Fifty50! Finally!
Guelph tomorrow to see Chanel and her boy love, and leave awkwardly immediately before they commence the Scrabble action. Then I'm going to Toronto to play Scrabble myself. Wait...I don't mean BY myself.
(BTW Luke I got you a present...YAY!)
Then I'm going on the ultimate 4 day date with my sexy beastboy in Montreal. There will, judging by online tour dates, be no Deryck or Avril in attendance, contrary to previous assumptions. Probably no rock stars, in fact, for whom to show off my fishnets. But a wedding with a 1920's gentlemen's club theme is guaranteed to be fun times nonetheless. I hope not a lot of people speak French...it would be pretty annoying.
Obviously I will take pictures and post the fuck outta them as soon as I get back. Cos you know you wanna see me in fishnets...byatch.
10 minutes till the hottest chick ever is on TV...must disrobe. Later suckas.
Sincerely,
Douchebag Jones
Scarlett...on Conan...two, two, two of my favourite things in one! SKIPPY DEE BOO! Someone must come with me to see her new movie. I won't be wearing pants.
I just worked a Crazy McTardo shift at work...hardest tournament of the year...but made wicked money so it's okay. Nothing especially exciting happened, but I did leave with two filet mignons for my starving puppies at home, and a free box of toilet paper (48 rolls, to be exact)...so my mom will love me more than she loves Fifty50! Finally!
Guelph tomorrow to see Chanel and her boy love, and leave awkwardly immediately before they commence the Scrabble action. Then I'm going to Toronto to play Scrabble myself. Wait...I don't mean BY myself.
(BTW Luke I got you a present...YAY!)
Then I'm going on the ultimate 4 day date with my sexy beastboy in Montreal. There will, judging by online tour dates, be no Deryck or Avril in attendance, contrary to previous assumptions. Probably no rock stars, in fact, for whom to show off my fishnets. But a wedding with a 1920's gentlemen's club theme is guaranteed to be fun times nonetheless. I hope not a lot of people speak French...it would be pretty annoying.
Obviously I will take pictures and post the fuck outta them as soon as I get back. Cos you know you wanna see me in fishnets...byatch.
10 minutes till the hottest chick ever is on TV...must disrobe. Later suckas.
Sincerely,
Douchebag Jones
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Trevor's little brother committed suicide a couple days ago. No note or anything. I didn't want to say it on my public blog though.
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