Tuesday Came, Did You Bring Your Coat?

JEWS!
Today was a kinda fun day. It started with me cock blocking and popping it from not being able to breathe because I still have a cold, which I’ve had for the past 2 or 3 weeks now.

Taylor, Myself, Kaitlin, Tom and Joe Ceurvels made plans to hang out at Taylor’s house to play Mahjong and eat pizza. By the end of the Day however, that wouldn’t happen. By the time Kaitlin and I were ready to rock, Tom was just getting out of work, but he never told me he was at work, so we just casually showed up at his house and cock blocked and popped it. Then we had to turn around to head back to his work to get him after we received the, “Where the fuck are you retards” call. At this point, we’re waiting for a call from Taylor and it’s been decided that Joe Ceurvels is sick and doesn’t feel like rocking out with his cock out.

So me Tom and the Girl cock blocked and popped it back to my house and waited on Fred who was coming home from Boston, all in the meantime STILL waiting on the douchebag Jew to get back to us on what was going down. Fred calls, we cock block and pop over to get him from the T and headed our way over to Tom’s house so he could drop his crap-shit off at his house. YODEL YODEL YODEL!

After that, STILL, no response from Taylor, so we figure that Taylor isn’t gonna wanna chill with us, so we cock block and pop it over to Papa Gino’s, grab a couple of Large Cheese Pizzas, cock block and pop it back to my house to MAO them down. Kaitlin pissed (passed) on the pizza and Tom, Fred and I ate our share of the cake and I went off to Pick up Emily.

Emily comes over, Taylor calls, finally lets us know he’s out (4 hours later). Coke head Nikki, a dumb shitfuck that showed up with my cousin, starts rolling on my floor screaming SMURFSMURF SMAARRRRRFFFFFFPPPPHHHHHHHHHHz. She was so fucking weird (trashed to shit and back again) so we decided, fuck this noise, so again, we cock blocked and popped it out of my house off to the Hess station in North QuinCEE to fill up my tank. (FUCK YOU ITS QUINZEE KAITLIN BERGER). After that, we get lost in Brazil, came home, Kaitlin shaved my back (Kaitlin: “at gun point, no wait no, that makes it seem like I’m forcing…. what? .. No it was your idea, tittyfuck jewegg twat HONK HONK Renken, I never said HONK HONK, I didn’t say HONK HONK!”)

Now here I am, bout to get food.
I’m Done <3
*Minor editing and Random supplied by Kaitlin (BEEF BERGER BERGER)*KISS
Kaitlin Berger frum 1976 (2005ish) the law.