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[01 Apr 2003|10:15am] |
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*Sitting on the coffee table in front of the tv, tips his cowboy hat a bit, swallows a mouthful of cheez-its, drums his hands on the hard table in between his legs, nods his head, singing with a thick southern accent*
I met this girl..
She broke my heart..
Oh I don't even know what to say..
Don't know where to start *snickers, keeps drumming his hands*
She took my dawg, took my carrr
Left me with mah fishin' pooooOOoooOOOoo*raises his voice*oolllllllle
*Nods his head, grabs a few cheez-its, stuffs them in his mouth*
Mmmff muhph ummff mmm
uhh unn uhh mmm
*Swallows, slides his tongue along his mouth*
She was a bitch..
Because I was rich..
*smirks* Damn I'm good with this song shit.
Blow elevator boy out the water..
*Goes back to drumming*
Oh it's a criiiiiiiiiiime
A cryin' shaaaaame
She broke my heart
and I don't even know her name
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[30 Mar 2003|05:52pm] |
*Rubs his chin, smirking, walks through the suite in his boxers*
Well Mister Affleck what shall you do tonight?
*Snickers* I have a few ideas.
*Plops down onto the couch, grabs the phone, dials Britney's number, growls when he gets her vm*
( VM for Britney )
*Dials Matt's number, hisses* What the fuck? Where is everyone?
( VM for Matt )
*Hangs up the phone, tosses it onto the couch next to him*
Might as well get dressed and ...bump into people.
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[28 Mar 2003|10:52am] |
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*Sits back on his couch, pulls his cig from his mouth, exhaling slowly from the corner of his lips, taps his cig on the empty coke can on the coffee table next to the couch, chew on the inside of his cheek thinking*
I could do SNL again.
I could get laid again.
I could eat again.
I could read this script again.
*Shoves his cig back into his mouth, takes a deep drag, blows the smoke out through his nose, shrugs*
Or I could just sleep.
*Drops the lit cig into his fresh can of coke, pushes off of the couch and heads into the bedroom*
Damn early mornings.
What would I do without my beautiful coffee and reds?
I have no coffee though.
Bitches.
*Shrugs, crawls into bed*
(AIM: Afflecky)
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