my-ruin's Diaryland Diary

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hookers for hire.

As many times as i've listen to Blitz as many times as i will ever listen to blitz i'm still convinced "4Q" is really "fuck you". Howie used to laugh at me everytime i said that. Call me a stupid bitch and proceed to tell me it was 4q. yeah yeah blah blah.

we used to make little perverted songs out of regular songs. Example: Jump Around (house of pain) = Sleep Around. Nation On Fire (blitz) = Hookers for hire. 24 Hours to go (ramones)= 24 minutes ago (i just masturbated). Are We Dead Yet (the UNSEEN) = Did you cum yet.

anywayz. David + Ed + myself ... we almost died today in a car accident. or what could have been a car accident. some guy pulled infront of us as we were a few feet away from him. in order to avoid a collision with him, we had to go up on the curb where there was a telephone poll. i dont know how, but we avoided hitting that also. tre lucky. Ed dropped his icecream. heh.
Sheena's cat ran away. its the worst news i've heard in a while. espically cos its all hot. her cat is an indoor cat. he's probably really dehydrated. and hungry. and hot. poor kitty. poor sheena.

11:15 pm - 04.17.02

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