wellllllll go figure, me and alssa are having problems, so what does fletch do? he goes out and gets tanked like only he knows how to do, hah. Long story short, she showed her lack of trust for me, and that cought it in the butt......after numerous times trying and trying to fi things, it just seems its impossible to do.................anywho.....tonight we went to this broads house who i know from one of my math classes, shes real chill.....anyway her friends were really cool and the ladies were ver very goodl ooking so i decided to mingle w the few......because hell, im 100% single w/out alyssa even knowing yet................and they were redculus hot.......we drnaka alot and got rather shit faced before i passed out on her bed......i need up waking up with a can of miller high life in my pocket (yuck) but now im stumbing back to my room and hanging ut being drunk.....yeah thas pretty mbucm it
Fletch, Fletch, Fletch. You disappoint me. Passing out on her bed? C'mon, you can do better. :lol: :lol:
If Fletchenheimer had KnD with a chick while sporting a can of Miller High Life in his pocket, he's got skills.
She may have asked that age-old question...and got the wrong answer: "Ooooh, Fletch! Is that a can of Miller High Life in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
