Saturday, April 10, 2010

knuckle beach


sumtymz, hangin with the pals, i think to myself "hey girl, where could I go that would have the biggist consuntrashun of bros/hos/testosteronebrawls/buckwyld dance perrties/general queerdom?" ding ding ding: dingkytown. and oh boi, did i get all that i bargined for. n it wuz tyte all rite fer the most pert cuz we was all dancinin n porchin it n bykin n etcetera types of stoopid things all knight err nite. but den. sum chrome-bag bro asswype ducides to throw this kool kyd jon down deze sterrs. that plus da testosterone saturatid atmusfere of dinkydown=sum typs a crazy brawlin witch endid up involvsing dilly dally, cherlie boofie, n bunchis of uver kidz. the wackness. end den, therre wuz thu ever necisssary "talk bouts the fite for long times" after purdy. funn. den we smashedid on down tu jim jons tuh tryta meets up wit mykah n'rachlel buts we tuks too longs so we dinint and up gone to thu riviera that nite. juss byked homeword bound, bangged on a burr under thu h-way, n kames home to stankus interuptus, n allways sunnied it up n beddie byed.
now, affers i wakedid up 2 urly, i ated a muffin from hippy-bag werk, n cornputed for long tymez. now tunight, i gots ta get muh blugrass on sooper hart over at the TBT sho. crazo havent dun that in a wile. wunder if i still no how ta dance. me n marty'll do's it up. seacrest out.


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