My secret love exposed...making stupid cat macros on my lunchbreak. I don't expect you to understand.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
When panic's got me by the collar I need to go your way
Good lord. This is basically a daily exercise in my own retardation and a test to see how much of Jersey's Best Dancers I can quote for subject line. W00t. Die.
I'm a drunk jackass residing in the Washington, DC area. I don't know you, but I'd probably hate you and your entire family. If you see me at the Black Cat, buy me a fuckin' drink already.
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