leaveoutalltherest | *dies laughing*

Oh Gods, the neighbors are going to call the cops one of these nights.

See, the night started off pretty boring. Greg is over doing laundry, Pat is in town for the night and we're all half-insane. Shit starts when I dump Justin(stupidassroomate)'s clothes in a chair, and Greg grabs something shiny from the pile. Something shiny turns out to be a meshlike, seethrough shirt with silver glittery stuff shot through it. Kinda like what the twinks on Queer as Folk wear. Which of course, gets everyone going, cause most of Justin's wardrobe consist of this type of clothing. Then there is the fact that all his girlfriends stop calling after the first time they have sex.

We're now convinced Justin is in the closet. ^__^

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Later, Greg, TJ, Pat and I were all sitting around watching 13 monkeys, and being bored.

Kym: "I need money for a soda."
Pat hands me 3 pennies. "Here."
I glare, reach over, grab some leg hairs and yank. "Jerk."
Pat glares back. "Ow."
I grab Pat's leg. "Someone get me the duct tape and tweezers."
Pat jumps up and starts to run for the door when Greg grabs him and he *screams*< "HELP!! I don't want to be f$cked in my ass!!"

I'm pretty sure the neighbors heard him. ^_^
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*dies laughing again*

Oh geez, as I'm sitting here typing this, they're going at it again. Greg asked Pat to move over and make room on the couch, and Pat said he couldn't because the cat was there.

Greg: What, you scared of the pussy cat?
TJ: No, just the pussy.