Monday, January 01, 2007

Where were you on the stroke of midnight?


I was mid-wipe in an explosive stinky poopy bum as the cheers in the other room anounced, "Happy New years!"

(what has my life come to?)
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2 comments:

Stargirl said...

Your life, Emily, has come to poop. Hate to break it to you... but then, I always thought maybe Dakota Jack would. He does, however, have less tact.

8:54 PM
luminainfinite said...

Toooooo funnnnyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!

That's like the New Years when I was stranded on the side of the road with a flat tire and saw the fireworks go off on the other side of the river...

this year was wearing a saree with Emily Potter in a polar ice themed club Oi in Seoul Korea with jembe drums playing the countdown.

2:57 AM

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