Today’s story begins…

With me sitting in my underwear pwning n00bs in Call Of Duty (the new one comes out in 10 days, I need to brush up, and buy EA stock), when Paul calls and tells me that we’re still going to a driving range. It looks like it’s going to 2012 outside, so forgive me for thinking that the plan may have been off. Also, I just ate a King Kong burger for breakfast and Paul has 60 bucks set aside for steamers. The end of this story will involve probably 1 of 2 things:

1. Me having the violent squirts in Paul’s dad’s Corolla.

2. One of us getting electrocuted on a driving range.

Did I mention that this is all happening in Plum Island MA? Where the women have less teeth and the men like it that way.

One Response to “Today’s story begins…”

  1. Mary Birdie says:

    I’d like to get a full image of you two on the links. Put your vocabulary to good use and paint a picture for your readers (me and Nina). How do Chucks function as golf shoes? And there better be some goddamn argyle.

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