Here's what goes with a shower? Beer! Yes. Beer. Ok! So we're up to two, and about to head out to a wonderful place that we will call "Funkytown," to protect its real name. Riggity. Oh that's gonna be tough. That last sentence makes no sense in context. But apparently I have to write everything I say. Damn. Wait, so we're going soon right? I have to put pants on. Damn doggs damn.
Apparently I burped and it echoed through the whole bathroom. No, Steve, I didn't smash it on my ass. Now that's a fun one.
Rub a dub doaf. See y'all at Funkytown.
Beers: 2
Mood: Jubilant as a ball-ninja
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T-Pain is ahead of you, beeotch.
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