dimanche, novembre 11, 2007
Immortal
Tha Kid is back goddamnit the whole saturday was burned just to shoot wtf! at least i survived tho haha 'gong2' as my grp IC got fucked soo many times. The absence of my presence prompted many tragic happenings beyond my control. Well my late night Starbucks chillout time was aborted due to FUCKED up reception. My gloriously cluttered table was immaculate which was a tragedy of sorts cos i cant find anything, goddamnit never ever forever touch my stuff. Our last mission to step out of the gates was delayed due to some fucked up face beyond recognition muthafucka with his long babbling speech which btw i still dunno why we got fucked for. The consolation i can take frm yest was the 100 round drum magazine i gotta spray at em targets hahahah that shits gangsta felt like freakin Al Capone's 'button' men. Lookin forward to Saw IV big gamble since our angelic young faces are a gift/curse during this situation. Next wkend after field camp would be the perfect time for therapeutic gore.
[Sweet Escape Soon]
now say goodnight to the bad guy!
