Old people EVERYWHERE down there.
Don't get me wrong, I love me some ole fogues, but this was kind of creepy. Anyway, after a minute of just waiting around, like, six or so of the ole fogues started playing music. They had like, two violinists, a guitarist, a keyboardist, a harmonica player, and a fuckin' mandolin player. I flipped my shit. They were fuckin' groovy as hell.
And I asked one of the violinists if they had a abnd name, which they didn't. So I named them The Groovy Ole Fogies.
COMING TO A MUFFUCKIN' VENUE NEAR YOU, WHIPPERSNAPPERS
ahahaha. Well, after that we walked back to Matt's house. I spent the night there. 8> And totally kicked his candy ass in darts. <333
peace out, girl scouts.
Devious Comments
Sugar free sweets galore!
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I hope you choke on those words that kissed that bottle
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"Travis, what the fuck are you doing?"
"I'M GOIN' T' TH FUGGIN' MOON!"
whatever. I'd kick your ass so hardcore at The Warriors. It's not even funny. I'd Ajax yo' ass UP, FOOL. XDDD
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hi, i'm johnny knoxville
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"Travis, what the fuck are you doing?"
"I'M GOIN' T' TH FUGGIN' MOON!"
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hi, i'm johnny knoxville
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