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Thursday, July 29, 2004


ruzz, she says, will you take my wedding photos in august 2005? and i wink and nod and say, well hey, you know, there's a really good chance one of us will be dead or badly dismembered by then, and if not, i might be really into season six of big brother and there are all these intertwined metaphysical threads that conspire against me committing..

and she broke in on my reply saying, well i don't care. I have to go. I will talk to you again when i'm not drunk and miserable.

thing is, way i figure things, if we waited for that before talking i wouldn't even know her name.

she looks hot in mesh though.
there is that.

crazy chicks are more fun than playing caps with jack daniels.

Posted by ruzz on July 29, 2004 at 04:57 PM in women who are crazy and the ruzz' who love them | Permalink


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