I just wnated to let you all know. That Jam is the shit. Tonight i was on allen crossinh the street from elmwood ri[ped still after eating some jims steakout. but what happened when i crsossed the street??? It was like an angel sent from the heavesn above. A hammered angel.
It was motherfucking Jambo. :shoot:
He quickly recognized me and offered me aslice of his tasty motherfucking pizza. My friend tried to grab a slice but Jam rightfully denied his ass.
I am sure now that if it were not for his pizza, I would not havve made it toniught after a lnog night of drinking. So lets take a minute and all together say THANKS JAM for saving 87foxgt.
Cliffs :
JAM > Jesus
Me > you
Jam > disturbed
PS yes Jam, i am coming to the ritz and were getin blitzed.
haha. i was wondering why it tasted so good. and now that i think of it, i am wondering how the hell did i even manage to eat most of the slice just a few minutes after eating a steak hoagy at JS.
you know what i just thought of? jam hasn’t responded to this thread, and it’s like 1:30. i bet he’s still sleeping off a hangover or killing garbagemen
the good news is im still alive. and yes, i woke up on my friends couch at 2:30. and the pizza was delish.
and an update on teh cackord - it needed a ball joint when i bought it and a year later, it still needs a ball joint :ohnoes: it gets kinda hairy at times.
good seeing you last night mike. you forgot after you took my number in your cell phone you like fucking threw it on the sidewalk :lol:
yeah man good to run into you too. there was a lot of nyspeeders in the area last night. there was a bunch at frizzys for a while :snky:
but yeah, i really fucking hate my phone. chocolate = shit. my touch screen works when it feels like it and sometimes i dont get my texts or voicemails til like 4 hours after they were sent :bloated: so that + blue light = flying phone
:shoot:
