was pretty much he same as any other weekend. unfortunately we didn't get involved in any scavenger hunts where in order to win you have to sell your soul to the devil. when i say sell your soul i mean get swirlies in fenwicks bathroom stall where steve puked his brains out, not to mentions countless others i'm sure. anyway here's how it played out...
confusion as always.
this ended up giving me hives all over my face. but hey, it gets the job done. me and shmanks have been fightin' this joose battle for pretty long now. its just so hard to say no.
two queers.
this happen.
end o tha ball game.
'till next time...
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