chuzzle celebration
Please ignore the following note to myself.
pedal home to get the hoopty honda civic
stuff passengers in the hatchback limo
mad nonstop hillarious jabbery nonsense
pause in banter
turn the car around and eventually arrive at destination
register to race speedy electric carts
wedge head into skull doily and helmet
buckle in and race with the PopCapulets
analyze graph of racing performance results
listen to funny racing anecdotes and advice
repeat x 2
somehow qualify in top 5
race a no-holds-barred 10 lap finale
get ass handed to me by:
(in finishing order) Jeff, Max, Ace and Chad
a victory lap and 1/2/3 trophies
snipers, table hockey etc.
co-invent dual-table pool race duel
depart cart racing grounds
witness real life, full size 4WD asphalt stunt driving by a mysterious black winged subaru
insane nonstop hillarious jabbery nonsense and directions
sweet ass u-turn
valet parking
some fine ass meat eating for everyone but me
telephone parlor game x 2
baby spinach, cherries, walnuts, goat cheese.
porcini? moscarpone? gnocchi? bull nuts?
Ben
pepper
mysteriously punched hole in wine glass
Ben
pepper
delicious overall theme of cherries carried to fruition
sated palate
the things people say with a belly full of beef, three sheets to the wind…
Ben packing some serious meat
curbside kungfu
valet unparking
drinks at En with bawdy bikini line party patrons
massive multilingual entertainment
(women are dangerous)
Tysen with sassy Mandarin
Jeff with silly Japanese
Chad with functional German
Kirk with subway Spanish
Make the homies say, “Ho!” and the girlies wanna scream!
Star Wars for breakfast?
Blame the googley-eyed furry disco critters for all of this.
19 May 2005, 03:03 ::
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yay!!!!!
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yay!!!!!
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