I was like, "Wow, Marissa must have gone off the deep-end. Last I heard, she was as much of a livejournal junkie as I was...this is sad--oh that jackass! It's April Fool's Day!"
Ah, Sam. You are quite a keen dorkface. And one of the only people who actually posts on this. And I am a livejournal junkie. Admitting is just the first step. But you're not alone...
Okay, Al-Cakes. The time is 2:45 PM in the year of nineteen hundreds and fifteen ones. The place? The backseat of a Pierce Arrow...I'll meet you there!
Yea I keep forgetting about this blog of yours. It is hard enough for me to wake up in the morning and tie my shoes, let alone read three of your blogs... heh. Oh well, I will try to tune in more often. But it doesn't seem this blog is touched too much.
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I was like, "Wow, Marissa must have gone off the deep-end. Last I heard, she was as much of a livejournal junkie as I was...this is sad--oh that jackass! It's April Fool's Day!"
I love you, dorkface.
-Sam
Unfortunately I got my taste of jokes on the Web today, so this one didn't come with much surprise. Ahh, but a novel attempt.
And you must have been really determined for some sex, because you answered my away message query correctly. So you just pick a time and place.
~AL
Ah, Sam. You are quite a keen dorkface. And one of the only people who actually posts on this. And I am a livejournal junkie. Admitting is just the first step. But you're not alone...
Okay, Al-Cakes. The time is 2:45 PM in the year of nineteen hundreds and fifteen ones. The place? The backseat of a Pierce Arrow...I'll meet you there!
Yea I keep forgetting about this blog of yours. It is hard enough for me to wake up in the morning and tie my shoes, let alone read three of your blogs... heh. Oh well, I will try to tune in more often. But it doesn't seem this blog is touched too much.
And another reason I don't look too often... I can't remember to put my freakin' name at the end of every comment!
So yea, this one and the last one is from AL. Damn anonymous-ness.
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