Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

oh. yeah.. by the way. dxm on the bus.. fucking crazy

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

i dont know if you remember that conversation a while back

raymi says:

woah i do how did it turn out

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

well we spent 3 days on the bus.. we met this chick who became our bus buddy.. even tough we were speaking jibberish 90 percent of the time

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

the first nigt was ok we took a low dose .. kind of got chatty and had some jimi hendrix type visuals to the beat of our headphones.

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

but the next day we upped it up to 700 mg each..

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

we downed it all then this old hippie dude came and smoked a joint with us in the toilet. which kicked it into high gear

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

i spent the next 6 hours listening to chemical brothers and flying through space on a mystical couch..

raymi says:

hahaha

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

yeah i could feel the wind on my face and at one point i high fived god

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

the third day was a bit much though. we just got too wasted. it took about 15 to stuble frome the bus to the bathroom

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

plus by that time my shoes had melded with my feet though some sort of new fungus..

raymi says:

did u get sketchy, did u puke? i hate that stuff

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

nah..

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

no sketchy no puking

raymi says:

i crawled all over my kitchen floor for an hour with this dude

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

lots of crazy conversations..

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

HAHAH

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

that kind of shit happened when i took triptonite

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

we met this one dude who works at a call center for male enhancement.. and does some soft core porn

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

he had some interestng stories about old dudes calling up for a package upgrade

Johnny mo ( white trash workin class chump) says:

good times

raymi says:

nice

i tried to spell my name cos everyone else was doing it even though samir’s word i don’t know what it was suppose to mean?

ps. no i am not crapping in the snow, i am peeing, hence the “tried to spell my name” line. if i knew how to spell my name in crap then i think i would be on to something.

last nite i was an obnoxious loud lecherous perv and french-kissed the entire universe and tried to be romantic in girls’ ears about it like “when i first saw you in that dress i was thinking to myself how beautiful you were….” then halfway through my please make out with me speech i’d start giggling and laughing so the girl is all pffft this REALLY makes me want to kiss you now raymi and i’m like NO NO I MEANT IT I’M SERIOUS so then i tried again, “so you are gorgeous and unique and have a commanding precense..sdgfjdsg;rekvg4gid…” some more hysterical nervous drunken laughter then i just put my stupid mouth all over hers and she was all you have soft lips you are the first girl i have kissed with tongue and i said well, i’m sorry about that and then i realised what i said and went well, i mean, i have kissed so many girls before you, but then i realised that was an even worse thing to say so i went the pervy diatribe route and said i mean you’re hot and i am disgustlor, you could do better.

i tried to get girls to kiss fil but they didn’t want to, aw.

we hung out with stefan from degrassi and that guy from UNCUT and we’ve decided we will only hang out with celebrities from now on and possibly their significant others if they are lucky.

everytime people walked past the porch or wherever it was we were smoking i screamed out 2006 YO! THINK ABOUT IT!

i think it was funny at the time.

Yvonne had her hair like princess leia and i said YOUR HAIR IS IN KNOTS because i thought it was funny. she didn’t. though it started everyone off on knot/rope puns so whatever. i might even have said EXCUSE ME YOUR HAIR IS IN KNOTS which is worse maybe.

we smoked cigars at duncan’s indoors and i felt kind of bad about it so i slunk off to the livingroom and butted mine out and came back and brendan was left being the only douche bag and he’s all WHAT THE HELL RAYMI and everyone was giving him looks and shaking their heads thinking well I never!

more later when i remember it.

i’m gonna see how many times i can post before we leave. last nite i had an 8.50 eggnogtini. it tasted like rum with a dash of bland egg juice and a sprinkle of whatever the hell that stuff is nutmeg yeah. it wasn’t worth it and fil said we had to walk home cos of it which turned into a yelling match from the market all the way to college and spadina, he wanted to walk and i was lazy and cold and not feeling it, i think lots of people saw us too but it wasn’t malicious yelling it was drunken slurry smiling yelling where you are unable to manipulate the situation to your favor so i walked to spadina with him and the first cab that came by i jumped in it, well it was going to bank a right and i started flicking the handle repetitively until the dude unlocked the door and i saw a toonie on the ground, pocketed it, turned to fil and said GET IN and he did but he still wanted a walkies once we got back so i went up and made mackerel unngh that word is hard, fish and blue cheese crackers and he called my cel and was trying to be all sly and asked what i was doing and i knew he would be standing in the park spying on me but i played along and was all WHY PHIL!? and he was leaning on a tree like a perv.

for the record fil considers me to be fully brain-damaged. he walked past the couch when i was sitting and writing in a spiralbound notebook meow meow meow meow meow over and over and he was kind of weirded out so i had to explain the meows then i tried to write a song but it turned into something like RUSH lyrics according to fil so i got super mad and discouraged so now i am reading blogs and farting.

i am bored. we are not going out until the hockey game is over. more like the BORING game. fil and i are snapping at each other because we have been in the same room together for too many hours in a row and then we have snap attacks over who was actually snapping at whom and trying to justify the attitude in our voices. i am also pre-menses and fil ate half a thing of ice cream so maybe he is pregnant i think.

i like/hate when people are all SEE YOU NEXT YEAR cos i think WHY DO YOU HATE ME THAT’S A LONG TIME FROM NOW and they’re like DON’T YOU GET IT SILLY!? and i am like oh yeah i get it DIE ASSHOLE!

we went grocery shopping after the liquor store and i went up to use the bathrooms and some little blond pixie girl was standing on the stairs whistling down at some employees and going BEEP BEEP beep BEEp BEEP bEEP. i wish she was my friend.

one time i was waiting for the streetcar and a bunch of kindergardners and their teacher came by holding hands and they were all going meow meow meow meow meow meow so i started meowing along with them.

this little girl told me once that the sun follows her because she is special and i said ME TOO!

i am partially brain-damaged.

happy new year.

peace out.

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