day 1 - no prrrrooblem!
day 2 - sure! lets go to the lake, looking good!
day 3 - damn...that lake fucked up my leg.
day 5 - still pussing.
Sorry about making you puke in your own mouth then swallow it again. Well, see ya.10.7.08
diary of a scab
Exactly what it sounds like. I couldn't have made this post possible without these contributing factors: Bomb H., Drunk Mike, Bikes with no brakes and only one gear, Beer that has 710 ml in each canister X 2, the beach, salt water, infectious diseases, antibodies, limbs, sand, tourists, anticipation of stoop bbq's, days off, 50 spf, won ton soup, budwieser merch, piling out and blowing it.
day 1 - no prrrrooblem!
day 2 - sure! lets go to the lake, looking good!
day 3 - damn...that lake fucked up my leg.
day 5 - still pussing.
Sorry about making you puke in your own mouth then swallow it again. Well, see ya.
day 1 - no prrrrooblem!
day 2 - sure! lets go to the lake, looking good! day 3 - damn...that lake fucked up my leg. day 5 - still pussing. Sorry about making you puke in your own mouth then swallow it again. Well, see ya.
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4 comments:
that was not that gross.
there were no maggots.
gnar
i like puking in my own mouth, so this blog rules.
thanks for allowing me the opportunity to taste last night's dinner again.
that lake gave me an ear infection. i think. i m on antibiotics
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