Scoutmastertoad

November 27, 2002

jump jump jump jump

Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me that’s a sin I won’t tear the sack up Punk you’d better back up Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up What a day….in the office by 2pm…work till 6…finally made some money…bought a 40 with change from the ashtray […]
November 25, 2002

380 miles today

back in memphis for a week before i move to new mexico. going out to look for trouble tonight…party on the 29th, you are all invited
November 23, 2002

hi

scoutmastertoad: when i get a home phone can we start having phone sex?
November 23, 2002

:) :) :)

🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 i see a red door and i want it to be black
November 21, 2002

i am now a mexican

Toad was simply sitting there looking out the car window when he saw the car door of a car next to us open up and there saw a man dumping out the inside of what appeared to be some sort of tobacco cigar. Now why would anyone waste perfectly good cigar tobacco? This confused Toad very much and he nearly […]
November 19, 2002

uh no

scoutmastertoad: have you ever not had a condom and had to use a plastic Walgreens bag and a rubber band? marsgodess1: uh no
November 18, 2002

little bed haha toad

well it’s 2pm….im throughly drunk…the sun is out…it’s been a day since i slept….i’m so tired…i can feel the pillow against my face, the feeling the bedspread as it glides over me….the cool feeling of darkness wrap around my mind… but i can’t be a little bitch gotta stay awake…. i got the mp3s, i got the liqour. i can […]
November 18, 2002

so tired

so tired…only 1pm….probably was a bad idea to start drinking at 11am….i was like “it’ll keep me awake, coke has caffiene…and whiskey umm whiskey is yeah so like coke has caffiene and….” ive gone from Lamb, to NIN, to Sublime, to Pigface to No Doubt to Tori to Bjork…. running out of directions….except downwards…need to keep drinking…just gotta make it […]
November 18, 2002

it took you, to make me realize! it took you to make me ralize!

my good friend tonya brought to mind a certain memory i had once. I was at Neils, just finished singing some karoke and my friend Angie and her friend eat a huge basket of hot wings. i really wish i could remember the name of angie’s friend but the lack of sleep and…whiskey is probably not helping…. anyway her friend […]