...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
where's scoop part 2
bastard: "aye put up a map for hugh"
scoop: "hehehehehe i', at a dq in nm and i'm thinking about buying a drug rug aka baja robe"
bastard: "hehehe drug rug. where in nm?"
scoop: "no clue about fourty mi to santa rosa"
bastard: "close enuff. just needed it fire the map. you should dine at whataburger"
scoop: "heheheheh i've heard of that i need something non meat"
bastard: "that's what dq am fore"
in other news, someone has designed a steak flavored beer but it's for dogs
—the bastard
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drinkin,
driving,
holidaze,
margazines,
the desert,
the horror,
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