Blarggin' ass bitches
In case you need:
a) further motivation to join me and my posse of light-loafered hooligans as we Blarg up Christopher Street tonight, or
b) to understand why we're all so profoundly enamored with the Farmboyz...
read this.
I'll do my best to report in tomorrow, but I make no promises.
Pray for us, or something.
a) further motivation to join me and my posse of light-loafered hooligans as we Blarg up Christopher Street tonight, or
b) to understand why we're all so profoundly enamored with the Farmboyz...
read this.
I'll do my best to report in tomorrow, but I make no promises.
Pray for us, or something.
posted by Helen the Felon at 10:19 AM
6 Comments:
It's awesome to see that, at 2pm EST, all my blogger friends are still passed out stone cold and unable to blog after last night's festivities.
Must've been good--sorry to have missed out!
Honey, it ain't even happened yet. If everyone's passed out today, tomorrow should be far, far worse.
You are so hilarious! I saw that we are both listed on Sangroncito's list of blogs so I thought I'd stop by and visit.
So, nu? Are you still tits up in the snow out there? Do we need to send out the St. Bernards?
It was super cool to meet you and hang with you on Saturday. Hope to see you again soon.
Hey, how can I live vicariously through you if you don’t give us the skinny on Saturday night? You aren’t going to let a bit of snow get in your way, are you?
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