10.02.05
Category: dribblings
mr. fleegan and i had a great time in Tennessee. on the way up we were 11 years old.
me: *singing* goooood ol’ Floppy Top! Floppy Top Tenne- hey! floppy penis Tennessee! HA HA HA!
mr. fleegan:…
me: HA! ha ha! get it?
mr. fleegan: floppy crotch.
me: OH! yes that’s much better.
together: *singing* floppy croooootch you’ll always be…. home sweet ho-ome to meee!
me: gooooood ol’ floppy crotch!
mr. fleegan: floppy crotch Tennessee!
when we told justin and cindy about it they were basically like, “ha ha. you’re idiots.”
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my brother is doing pretty good. he was able to get out of the house and go to a few places. it was awesome. AND! he has quit smoking. he is THE MAN. i am so proud of him. he is amazing.
while i was out of town my dad came to my house and put casters on my bass amp. can you believe that? how long have i been saying, “curse word. i’ve GOT to put some wheels on this thing.”? only since i got it 5 years ago.
this probably means i’ll never use it ever again. say, “la vee”.
Tags: leetle brahther, mr. fleegan
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