Friday, June 24, 2005

I Begin To Worry About My Friends.

9, you are without a doubt the sickest human being on the face of the planet. Scracthing you nuts and then shaking hands with the birthday boy is in fact beyond sick. Ever consider professional help? Anyway, just hope you two remembered to wash hands after ha ha.

This short conversation has left me with a lot of doubt in a very good friend of mine...


Corean - What time are you going to VA? Or you have other plans because you're so happening?

Nic - My only happening plans is having sex with my bed.

Corean - Errr...


I'm sure he meant something else but for now, I shall stay clear from these troubled individuals for a while just in case they try anything funny on me.

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