first, well second day into the trip and a bent the everloving shit out of my bike….of which there are two in the world and took forever to get made and cost a grip of money that i didn’t want to have to replace ever in my life…no im not a bit depressed…at all, oh yeah, i ripped a scab off my leg while doing it
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dead in the water
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July 18th, 2005 at 15•54
you can certainly have my bike
July 22nd, 2005 at 15•04
I’ll consider this the replacement for the memo about the faux hawk that I clearly did not receive.
Luckily, I’m link-following-savy.
You know the thing with scabs… they just come back. Evil self-replicating bastards. [some latent form of leprosy]
ranch dressing is the new whipped cream
elbows are the new navels
“i gotta go click” is the new “uh, can i call you back? i’m getting sexed”
there will be no party without you.