bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings
Monday, April 08, 2002
ow. sometimes it seems like there are spies out when I go out drinking. These spies then tell the teachers at the school on the next block to have extended playtime in the playground the next morning; they send the jack hammer guys to work on fire hydrants in front of my building, and all sorts of trucks do that beep-beep-beep backwards thing.