You know how in high school when you snuck home drunk at 2am, and your mom was sitting up in the kitchen waiting for you? You'd try to pull it together and have a lucid conversation with her, but she could tell you were drunk like she had some 6th sense for it? It was almost as if there were a big sign over your head that said you were drunk or something.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wasted and Evasive
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I wondered how long it would take until I was on this blog.
She was the only one that didn't have sex later that night...
slanted and enchanted
http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f277/wholesomejae/detail_image.jpg
municipal waste hat!
What has happened to Thrash Metal?
I love that sweet proto-mustache!
ha! love that hat.
hey twig, if you give me a dollar i won't tell mum.
That mustache bums me out.
Drew, Kalie, Wait! Is that Mike Ray? And Cale?
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