following a brief filthy search on my boy's iphone we mosied back to joe's house to order some pizza and just hang out. unfortunately we hadn't left the filth fully behind us. joes's fully wifi equipped laptop just happened to be lying about and provided a seedy gateway to other worlds of filth namely "two girls, one cup" and "one man, one screwdriver". i refused to watch but heard everything and it really wasn't great. those who did watch went very pale and domino's pizza did not seem so very yummy anymore.
trust me you just don't want to know.
thank god the filth eventually came to an end and was replaced with some vodka and lemonade based socialising with a dash of guitar hero... full on rock band style my friend. a welcome relief from the world of filth which i don't think any of us will ever refer to ever again. well... i hope not. only in chucklesome anecdotes such as this one.
i'm getting shivers just thinking about it.
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