07 April 2008

The Prisoner lives in Camden town, selling revolution


I'm a trippin' ballz.
Anyway the weekend was nise, except for plans falling through all over through spring break, that really failed. There was barely any boozing, but the dex was plentiful (3 bottals, I love you Target!). Dimensions were transcended, baseball games were strange, but all in all I had a swell time.

"WE'RE DRUNK. DAAAAAAAAAAAYOOOOOOOOO"
"IF I WANT TO FUCK IT I'LL FUCK IT"

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