Kitchen.

..apparently is the hair pulled tightly up against the top of the head to bring the hair together into a neat pony tail. I didn't know that. I learned said useless information when overhearing a PR chick talking with her friend and asking her about her "kitchen". Kind of fun.

Ricthie and Christine saw The Hoff at the JT concert last friday. Why is it that it's always the loud fat bitches that spot the famous people? Shit, they sure let everyone know they've spotted them with their fucking loud-asses screaming shit like; "Oh my jesus, it's The Hoff! I loved you in Knight Rider!!"

Caprioti's is dope. There's one right off campus. Free brownies for first timers. I wish that kind of thing held over to other first time experiences. I mean, if I was given a free lap dance for my first visit to the strip club, I'd be lying nightly. Shit, if I got free head for the first time with a hooker I'd be cruising non-stop...wait....

Dude's with pretty quafed hair and too much acne are fucking funny. I mean, you spend mad time on your four tone hair but no time checking your face. Kind of defeating the purpose, hoss.

Japanese exchance students are dope. I want to adopt one.

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