After school, went up to toby's house.
played some AST yo.
everyone showed up there eventually,
and the photoshoot pretty much didnt work out, but Karl taught me Summer Frigid Rain!
Went to grab some food with the bros, then headed back to Jimmy's for the night with everyone and the boys from Arlington.
Resident Evil 5's the shit.
It was pretty fun, just hanging out, not doing anything crazy for once, lolz.
Btw, Jimmy tells great ghost stories,
THE STORY OF FAGGOTBALLS
There once was a kid named Faggotballs, who lived with his mom, no dad.
One day FaggotBalls went to his mom and said, "Yo, Mom, Why'd you name me FaggotBalls?"
Mom said,"Shutup Bitch, get the fuck outta here" and proceeded to hit him in the head with a steel lead pipe.
After wards, FaggotBalls was walking down the street, and a ghost popped out of a tree, So FaggotBalls got a flashlight and a stick of yarn, tied the yarn to the flashlight,and "Indiana Jones'd" that shit around the ghost's neck.
Turns out the ghost was giraffe, so Faggot balls swungs up to his back with the lasso, rode to an orphanage, got two babies, then on his way back, a ghost popped out of a tree, so what did FaggotBalls do?
Threw the babies at it.
The End.
Story by James Fowler, Written By Connor Pasko.
You can look for this, along with few other short stories in any of your local bookstores.
Right now, im pretty much dead, so im gonna get some sleep for later.
I know I may end up Somewhere else.
One day FaggotBalls went to his mom and said, "Yo, Mom, Why'd you name me FaggotBalls?"
Mom said,"Shutup Bitch, get the fuck outta here" and proceeded to hit him in the head with a steel lead pipe.
After wards, FaggotBalls was walking down the street, and a ghost popped out of a tree, So FaggotBalls got a flashlight and a stick of yarn, tied the yarn to the flashlight,and "Indiana Jones'd" that shit around the ghost's neck.
Turns out the ghost was giraffe, so Faggot balls swungs up to his back with the lasso, rode to an orphanage, got two babies, then on his way back, a ghost popped out of a tree, so what did FaggotBalls do?
Threw the babies at it.
The End.
Story by James Fowler, Written By Connor Pasko.
You can look for this, along with few other short stories in any of your local bookstores.
Right now, im pretty much dead, so im gonna get some sleep for later.
I know I may end up Somewhere else.
