[random party. Chicago IL Jan 2009\\source]
Last night we parted ways...
Met back up, danced to Busta Rhymes, did the robot, and drank our dirty milkshakes. We saw them do "The Monkey," took her to the E.R, road motor carts at Wal*Mart, hated Top 40 music, and watched Kung FU Dunk for the first time. Last night we shared our thoughts, rewrote our aspirations, solved Overpopulation in China, then decided there were no solutions to the "bad things" in life. We woke up 'round Twelve. He hugged me.
And then I left.
2 comments:
sounds like fun.
WHAT i ask you, is a "dirty milkshake"?"
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