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Hey gang!
Don't let this picture fool you! I am not thinking about slitting my wrists
THIS May and June! May and June 2002 are all about getting your slant
on, partying with americans, the hilton sisters, and the beauty of birth.
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Basically...?
yeah dudes. I love seniors. If you couldn't already tell by my polite,
intuitive, nurturing personality, well now I have this t-shirt to prove
it!
In fact,
the old folks down at the home stopped feeling bad about being crippled
and alone and dying and stuff when I showed up with this on.
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After
I stopped hanging around with my friends at the Clarewood Home For the Especially
Aged, Deformed and Repugnant, it was time to hang out with my sister, Paris
Hilton and her two American boyfriends. Here we are on the way to a dogfight. |
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picture was taken right near Lick's! I can't wait to tell the old people
at the home that I got my picture taken with Charlie Sheen! He doesn't really
look like Charlie Sheen in this picture... he kinda looks like an old man
with a hat, getting hammered at 2pm. But I swear to God it's CHARLIE SHEEN!
OMG! |
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Here we see
the best temp ever, me
looking ugly and old, and a small chunk of Bat'ry man.
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| Oh
Jesse Foster is so hardcore! Two seconds after this photo was taken, he
whipped out a nightstick and beat the shit out of that white jacket guy
with the bad haircut. It ruled. |
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After
we got our sushi on, it was time to climb atop one of downtown's finer artificial
mounds of huge rocks. My Xtreemly high-tech 'mountain scaling' converse
sneakers really came in handy that night. |
