Dear diary....my cell phone didnt work in mexico!!

ok, so i can call the hunt off now ?
damn, the boys were all ready to go shoot something ......

oh my god......is gypsy back???

im sorry ill be cool now

scotty,
how have you been bro ?

omg is chevy back too!! hey man whats up and bf i saw u there

ok.....im bannin myself again...damn and this night was gonna be fun....... hi purple

im like a bad penny,
i always show back up some time !

oh good ur cell phone works now gyps.......hah

mine dont work !

hey man.......thanksgiving comin up..want to split a oh henry or something?

maybe it was that other picture.....
hi again everyone..specially gypsy and haji...my friend

Dear diary, I miss gypsy.

yeah, where is she...wait ur the last one seen with her biker

No, seriously diary, its saturday night and I'm behind the wheel. I volunteered to run out to south dakota for what reason I really don't know. More money maybe? I'm going to take 34 hours off when I get out to this truckstop which is like a big resort with alcohol and gambling and great food and wi fi, and a 72 inch plasma tv and sat com so I can watch sunday football games. Gig leather recliners. Maybe I do know why I volunteered. The truckstop has more amenities than my home!

Frimmin on the jim jam frippin at the krotz as the wizard of ID would say.

ya, tty i can always have a candy bar with you ...but you have to get the king size !

im really worried about purple now that was the closest face to how i feel about this

Purples here
now whered that elusive Gypsy run off to ?

Dear diary, self realizations are a crazy thing. Subliminal almost twilight zone experiences come from thought patterns. Anyone remember me talking about my really wierd neighbor who moved out a month ago? He was a closet fag freak. Remember me telling you about the night I was awoken by the sounds of him having rough sex? And how I soon realized it was two men having sex? Then realized that he was the submissive ***** taking it in the ass and sounding feminate like a woman? Well I never knew who the man with the deep voice was that was "Pounding that ass". So I'm at the laundromat today doing my laundry and paperwork for work. I'm in my own world. I casually look up and out the window and fagboy freak is outside talking to the chef at a local restaurant. Listening to them talk I realized- damn that voice sounds familiar. Then it came to me. OMG! That's who was buttf*cking the sh!t out of him! Ewwww!!! Then I remembered the chef is in a relationship with another man! He was buttf*cking my neighbor on the sly behind his boyfreinds back! I busted out laughing. Everyone in the laundromat leered at me funny. I said "Never mind me, I'm just laughing at those buttf*cking queers!" Everyone leered out the window at them.