whatnot: blurred images of men on top of you, passing out again, waking up w/ 2 pairs of panties stuffed in your butt crack, and a pigs head sitting on the bed post. Maybe?
No, whatnot being me thinking I was on American Idol, and so I started singing the Marilyn Monroe version of Happy birthday. "Happy Birthday Mr. President", whilst trying to seduce the male judge with my dancing, with the entire school armed with video cameras in the audience.
KagomJack said:
My girth isn't anything to bitch and moan about in long, elaborate paragraphs.
Yah, even I have to admit it was pretty amusing. The worst part though, was "waking up" and not knowing what had happened, and having everyone start cracking up whenever they looked at me. I wasn't allowed to see the tape until the next day, but when I did... oh man. It was amazing.
KagomJack said:
My girth isn't anything to bitch and moan about in long, elaborate paragraphs.
Man, I had that happen to me once too, except it was cause I (proabably)almost overdosed some pills. I woke up and it was like 2 days later. And I had no idea what happened the past day and a half. Then people started telling me things and I was Damn, this sucks. I'm not doing pills nemore.
Posted 2005-03-20, 06:57 PM
in reply to Kaneda's post starting ":)..."
Sometimes I hate myself for my own stupidity. I forgot I had email notification on for subscribed threads. That, coupled with not checking my email for a week, meant that when I opened my inbox, i had 335 emails from Chruser telling me about new posts. I wanted to kill him for a second, until I realized that it was my own damn fault
KagomJack said:
My girth isn't anything to bitch and moan about in long, elaborate paragraphs.
...it seems to me like I'm missing out...
Damn.............................................. .............................................damn!
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