Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Tropfest - the year of the S**ts!
Its starting to shit me!
A quite evening at tropfest was all i asked for. Fred showed up with extra baggage. Along side her $300 diamond made handbag she brought her cousin. After meeting her near the sports centre, after I said fisher library 10 times, we started making our way slowly to the bus stop near broadway. Anyway Fred insisted we take a stroll through the queer festival so she can see whats happening. Bloody queer festivals ruining my life. As were strolling around her cousin steps in dog shit. And yes it was bound to happen being the year of the shits. Arguing for 2hours what were gonna do....... yadda yadda yadda I missed tropfest. Not a happy Shit!
A quite evening at tropfest was all i asked for. Fred showed up with extra baggage. Along side her $300 diamond made handbag she brought her cousin. After meeting her near the sports centre, after I said fisher library 10 times, we started making our way slowly to the bus stop near broadway. Anyway Fred insisted we take a stroll through the queer festival so she can see whats happening. Bloody queer festivals ruining my life. As were strolling around her cousin steps in dog shit. And yes it was bound to happen being the year of the shits. Arguing for 2hours what were gonna do....... yadda yadda yadda I missed tropfest. Not a happy Shit!
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