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Kalypso: i want to be fit by the spring so i can run around in half shirts and daisy dukes. Big Joe: in spring i want to run around in wife-beaters or mesh shirts K: we'll come to work, wearing semi-matching outfits. you in a wife beater, me in daisy dukes. B: that would be classic! i'm going to grow shlong hair at the same time K: okay, and i'm going to buy some jellies (rubber shoes)--pink. B: those rule! you can dress up as a suburban mall chick who only dates big black guys and wears a pacifier and carries a teddy bear around. you'll have to dye your hair blonde, though... K: nah, i'll just curl it and spray the fuck out of it. it'll be so tall and so stiff, you'll be able to climb up to the balcony on it. B: i'm gonna get a tattoo on my chest of a battleship K: i'm gonna buy a purse and some lipstick. also, let's not forget the lee-press-on nails, painted pink, of course. i'm gonna giggle all the time in a high-pitched, light-headed, sort of way. B: i'm gonna roll a pack of non-filtered cigs in my t-shirt, and wear leather/mesh gloves with the fingers cut off. my hat is going to say: wine her, dine her, 69 her K: oh baby, i'm going to be all over you if you roll a pack of handrolledcigs in your shirt. i'm going to wear jellies with heels, and a really tight and very short jean skirt with a jean vest, and a pin of metallica over my heart. B: holy shit! that sounds like one of the most rockingest outfits ever! i'm gonna also get a jean jacket. but it's gonna be a vest and have sheep wool inside! then i'm going to cut up one of my old black sabbath 'mob rules tour' shirts up and pin it to the back of my shirt. and no less than super-tight black jeans for me K: and then, we we go out to the holy cow, to go dancing, i'm going to put on those cowboy boots that only go up to the ankle, and i'm going to wear a friendship pins (safety pins with beads) in my ears and tease my BANGS. hopefully i won't get too much lipstick on my teeth. K: and i'm going to hang out at the arcade in the mall. B: cool! i'm going to pick you up in my bitching trans-am with the firebird on the hood. of course the t-top will be off, too. then we'll go to the mall, and you'll go to the arcade and i'll scalp blue oyster cult tickets in front K: and when i'm done watching the guys play tron, i'm going to meet you in back of the mall on the steps, to smoke a marb and show off my newly acquired (5 finger discount) perfume from cvs. then, we're going to hop in your trans-am, which is parked in the snow and do donuts. afterwards, we need to cruise main street and stop in the wendy's parking lot to hang out with our friends and drink md20/20 B: fucking awesome! while we're cruising the strip for hotties, we'll stop in many parking lots to meet up with potential hook-ups.
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