Friday, January 23, 2004
| Last night I went out with my viking friend, Boreka, to a satanic solstos ritual in downtown nashville next to a KKK owned truck stop. The preist was incredably intoxicated and accidently lit the sacrifice on fire before killing her, so needless to say we had to catch a flaming naked women. That bitch got melted skin all over my god damn leather pants. It took about thirty minutes for the fire to char down her nerves, so that made it easier for the fat black guy that never talks to slice her head off with his katana. After we left I dropped my pants off at the dry cleaners and picked up som'ore from my house. I got my dad to loan me twenty bucks (stole) then Boreka and I went and got some cheap vodka. Boreka got mad at a random padestrian and stabbed me in the eye. I have to go to the doctor today. I would've gone last night but I was too tired. |
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