Monday, December 27, 2010

Dear Drunken Faun - Old Greg Tribute

Dear Drunken Faun,
 .....What are you doing in my bed?......

- Kai







Dear Kiki,


   What does it look like and who are you and why are you looking at me?  Oh, I'm sorry, that's a question within a question, the answer is....I followed some guy named Old Greg here because he said he had some Bailey's for me. 


      He told me something about a shoe but I really don't like drinking liquor out of anything....but maybe lava lamps, and your hat, and the bottle, That one's my favorite....but plastic bags make it taste better...They're kind of tricky, you have to get angle you know....and you can't breathe in....That part sucks.
     

But seriously, Kelly....whatever. Give me some vodka and we'll call it even ok?
 
   Oh, and you might want to worry less about me than what's in your closet...I hear it's from outer space....and it might look like a medicine ball, but it messed up Bootsie Collinsesses house pretty bad.

Jackie & Leola:  Just so you understand the references, here is the youtube link (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIInySnQe4I)....and never mind those sheets Kai....It'll be ok....It's just material objects. Memories are what count....

Yeah, just keep telling yourself that every time you read this little bit of advice. 'cuz, you know, it's just like that time that happened the other day. Every thing's gonna be ok...
I'm glad I didn't go with you guys to Destin.

Jackie: Yeah, everyone keeps saying that....

Leola: Asshole

Jackie: At least we weren't stuck in the car with you!

Yeah, but you were stuck in a car, on the side of the road, with truckers...hehehe

Leola: I hate yoooou.

And then, on the way home-

Leola: Don't say it you son of a bitch!

Jackie: You tube, NOW.

Hahahahahahahaa

Asshole!

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