smiles and smiles for miles and miles and piles ew

lets look at the nite backwards

brad shows up wasted after being the only one of us who got in to see the queens of the stone age at the el mo (dick) he put on his hood and matt was also tanked and totally jeals of the hooded leather, oh yeah matt lost his lense cap too think it was during the arm wrestling matches.

that chick emily on the end brought up a case of sparks from the states i stealthily poured one into my empty whiskey glass just as sean is telling me he’s been tossed out of green room three times for smuggling in booze. that stuff is malt liquor moonshine energy drink basically you can pick up a car with your bare hands after downing a few. we don’t have it in canada cos why?

hold on tight baby nice gorilla arm.

plenty of rude bitches were on the scene last nite specially during bathroom time god why are you in a hole of a bar if you can’t take a little joke here and there small talk or at least get the hell ut of my way so i can wash my hands.

emilio was in town again, really? does that kid ever even leave? oh yeah scotty caps locks said he noticed i’ve been commenting on street boners lately haha that’s very specific, i guess we move in the same internetz circles.

anita texted me a few times from across the couch for some reason her number just won’t program when she calls or txts but it’s there in my contacts anyway i was truly baffled like WHO IS THIS MYSTERIOUS PERSON WHO KNOWS MY THOUGHTS ARE THEY SPYING ON ME RIGHT NOW???? i show my phone to matt and say someone keeps texting me wtf who are they and she jumped on us omg you idiots ahha yeah guess you had to have been there knee deep in sangria.