One evening Seera and I decided to set up some group fun. See, we had been hunting raccoons all evening in the urban jungle and the ending score was Raccoon : 347, Seera & Neha : 0. This made us feel unmanly, we realized we needed something else to help us realize our full potential, something other than Scientology. As a result, we have decided to cut off our mullets, wipe off the magic marker pentagrams on our bodies, bursh our teeth, and dedicate ourselves to the fine art of Drunken Photography. Please, do join us on our quest this Saturday (21st). Email me (currylingus@gmail.com) for details about location and time. Rest assured, the place we have in mind has large telephone lines, a hill for tumbling, and barren wintriness galore. WE NEED MORE PEOPLE TO PROTECT US FROM THE RACCOONS WHO KNOW OUR FACES AND HAVE A RACCOON FATWAH ON OUR HEADS.
UPDATE
Ok, you PETA freaks leave your goddamn clothes on because instead of beginning Saturday's session by polishing our sling shots we have decided to meet for breakfast. Breakfast in a pint glass...Just kidding! Seera and myself will be at the Pour House Pub on 182 Dupont Ave. at 11 am. I will be having two eggs scrambled, buttered brown toast, and taters while Seera might go for something similar but with bacon or sausage or she might just surprise all of us and go for a poutine, at which point I too will want a poutine. Our final destination is within walking distance so once everyone has arrived we will begin our trek. See you there!!!
8 Comments:
i just called to say i love you, neha. i wonder if i can fit into my skidoo pants by friday.
take a picture of
THAT!
hey raccoons are our friends. i have no problem with fun and photos, but really, attacking raccoons? they have been nothing but hilarious pranksters in my garage all my life
bird, i have to agree with you. my first beloved stuffed animal was a raccoon. because sadly there are no real raccoons in newfoundland. but if there were, i would have cuddled one of those instead. mainly for the warmth of body fat and fur. but that neha, she can be really mean sometimes! sheesh!
OMG. you're not bird...YOU'RE A RACCOON! you started it first, raccoon, throwing garbage and rabies all over the place.
it's the drink talking, ladies, just the drink. I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM. *hic*
9am n all.
Jaysis Neha, you make me proud.
PS
Do us a favor and bump that stillepost for me, its on the 3 page.
fuck now everybody knows i have rabies
THANKS NEHA
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