This is my new friend, White Face Killarh. He’s keeping me company over the holidaze. Katie is fine, so far. Nancy is cool as ever and totally concerned about me. She told me my breath smelled like jet fuel. OK, I'll slow down on the beers. Sam is acutely aware that I’m in a bad mood. Chris chased me down the hall at work when she found I had no plans for yesterday. Erin is a hottie. And Ann is in my mind. I can’t stop thinking about her. Maybe if I smoke something and listen to the Dead Milkmen, she’ll go away. I still want her to stay. I want to welcome her home.
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3 comments:
Hi PK. I'm White Face Killarh. I'll be your friend.
WFK
Hey Ann! Red Bank doesn't have nice winter weather like FL, but the NJ shore can be wicked fun! If I move closer to PK (which we are thinking about doing...don't panic PK. I promise not to stalk you or nuthin.)...wanna be my neighbor? LOL
OMG Becky, that would -so- rock! (lol, PK..there's that word again.) Would you have another turkey-wine-porn party? Because if you do, I'm IN!!! (that sounded like it was such a great time!) : )
On a different note...PK....2 o-clock phone call....???? HERRO?
Eh, just being a brat. Hope today went well. ; )
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