last year (year before 2004, 2003) i was at a new years party at this one dudes house
he comes out with a shotgun, puts it to my head and says "remember how you use to call me mighty aphrodite to make fun of my afro?? well all thru high school everyone called me that and its all because of you!"
i swallowed my pride and apologized, and here i am today
Montreal. Went to Central Station. Fucked some french chic. My boy fucked her New York girlfriend. We switched off. They left without us even asking them too. A beautiful thing.
My brother-in-law lit a jumbo bottle rocket and instead of shooting up it flew straight at me and popped a foot away. Felt it, but fortunately wasn't hurt. After watching the ball drop on TV I posted at GFY. Wild night... not
Went to the VNV concert.. and some drunk chick behind me proceded to..spill a drink on me.. apologize..sing off key very fucking loud and then reached over and planted one of me for nye (nothing to be turned on about as i dont like girls)
Leson to the drunk chick: dont go to a club wearing a corset and get drunk cause your tits are gona keep falling out haha.
I was at a party and saw a bunch of people munching on these delicious looking brownies at the table where all the food was. So nieve me goes over thinking wow someone took the time to bake homemade brownies on New Years, that's pretty cool.
Go to munch on one and got this instant tobacco sensation on my tongue. I'm thinking WTF someone must have dropped a cig in the batter or something. So I immediately spit it all out in my hand and walked over to the trash and bumped into the gal who was hosting and I said to her no offense but whoever baked the brownies didn't know what they were doing, these taste like shit.
She goes you ate the brownies and started to laugh? And then it hit me what kind of brownies they were.
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