Thursday, 23 October 2008
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Comments (4)
Man, the craziest was that time we went to Hawaii and got caught up with those drug runners. HAHAHA, I still remember, "Could you hold my bag for one second, I'll be right back..." that bastard said. Fucker never came back. I'll never forget what you said when you opened the bag, "Why is he carrying so much talcum pow...ohhhhhhh!"
And then Mila Kunis ran past and flashed her boobies at us. Who needs cocaine when that happens?
Oh we like butterflies, don't we? Remember running through the park- one particulary troubled day- and squishing those glittery, flying things to death? And, laughing evilly...wondering why we all had to be SO good?
Dude dude. You rem when that day we were all ...Shit.... and everyone was like...man this is nuts....and then that guy totally flipped the fuck out and we were all like....chill the fuck out, we got this..... But then shit fell apart so i went home.