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Originally Posted by rockets redglare
no desire to be on a plane full of people who would willingly opt to go to Texas.
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Nobody gives a fuck.
Count me in. Austin, eh? And Sspad's gonna' be there? HOLY FUCK MY CORNHOLE IS TINGLING! I'm gonna' wear my Incubus T-Shirt for this occasion! (haha. kidding. it was just a phase. like biker shorts and hemp jewelry)
What happened to meeting at Crawford? We could kick it w/ the Nuge! Then we could go fishin' on W's pond! Then we could scoot over to Waco and dig up Branch Davidian Cadavers and light bottle rockets out of their arid assholes! Then we can shimmy over to the Dr. Pepper museum and enter their secret lab and steal a few sips of the soda pop that makes you fly! One of us will get shredded in the ceiling exhaust fan, but no one else will care because we're high on peyote and Pop Rocks and it'll be so much fucking fun!
I'm gonna' bring a friend. He's a big scary Mexican. That's not a problem, is it?