afromal apology to a certain nana
here:
My dearest Nab., Madame Jorge, Mo' Petting, et al.,
I would like to formally apologize for any words on this here blizog which may have led to an uncomfortable lull in your life of porch swings, fried yolks, handle-bar terrorist attacks, closet explosions, pink denims, nifty dance parties, seam-tearing, lawrence of britainia reading and all sorts of other odd and unsavory habitual rites.
Please do accept this apology along with my sacrificial gesture of tossing all but one pair of khaki pants from a second story window of the men's room in the british museum.
XOXOXOXo
-Rake
9 Comments:
remember when you tried to make out with me?
no. i just made that up to pick up employed girls at work.
no wait.
yes.
hi, i was wondering if the one pair of your khakis that survived the second story bathroom window are the ones that you like to rock all the time cause they draw attention to your jonk and away from the inadequate length of your pants? thanks, ashley g.
hold on.
it kind of worked.
ash,
you'll be happy to know that your fav. pair of khakis are now cut-offs.
do you want to make out now?
der.
yes, but please stop hitting on all the Mormon interns.
your boo,
ashie poo
'shley- you have a great rack
Hi, Derrick. I do have a great rack, don't I? Now will you please take this shit off your blog so Google searches of my name produce something with a little more decency than this? - A to the G
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