Hey... I love KT and I miss her alot all the
time. The other day I probably lost one
hour of serious downtime with her when
she was coming down to paris to shoot.
That was a bummer. I'll never do that
again. Kiss kiss sweetie !
Man... I apparently left some really stellar
testi before I quit friendster, and now I
feel like I need to one-up myself or
something. Well, I'm just going to choke
instead. About this time last year, KT
introduced me to the east coast's
greatest beach, and I am eternally
thankful. Stay awesome.
who's got the beat - KT's got the
beat - born with a set of vic firths
in one hand and a camera in the other
she adds a little rock everwhere she
goes - and boy can she sing -
mousekateers: this minnie will rule
your world any day so watch the f**k
out
As we speak, KT is visiting the land of ill
conceived moral authority i.e. FRANCE
(homos!), bringing them a breath of fresh air
(after years of chain smoking) and a slap in
the face (to counteract their blase approach
to life, which is of course why the Nazis and
Russians have occupied them in the past
with no fight whatsoever). So yeah, GO
KATE! MAKE US PROUD!
WORD OF ADVISE....if you go out with KT,
get ready to bring your armor and all...cause
rocking with KT and the boys might put you
in the hospital the next morning.....wicked
truth!
If there was ever an apocolypse
outside a strip mall in New York
State, I'd hide inside a Chuck E.
Cheese with KT and play pin ball
until the dust cleared, at which point
we'd break into someone else's
Porche - someone whose flesh was
scorched by Microsoft's nuclear army
- and drive to Far Rockaway for a cool
swim. Being the only ones left on the
planet, we'd be less timid about
tanning in the nude and looting the
Chanel store on Spring St. Ahh, what
a life it could be...
time. The other day I probably lost one
hour of serious downtime with her when
she was coming down to paris to shoot.
That was a bummer. I'll never do that
again. Kiss kiss sweetie !
testi before I quit friendster, and now I
feel like I need to one-up myself or
something. Well, I'm just going to choke
instead. About this time last year, KT
introduced me to the east coast's
greatest beach, and I am eternally
thankful. Stay awesome.
THE MISSING MEMBER OF SABBATH!
beat - born with a set of vic firths
in one hand and a camera in the other
she adds a little rock everwhere she
goes - and boy can she sing -
mousekateers: this minnie will rule
your world any day so watch the f**k
out
conceived moral authority i.e. FRANCE
(homos!), bringing them a breath of fresh air
(after years of chain smoking) and a slap in
the face (to counteract their blase approach
to life, which is of course why the Nazis and
Russians have occupied them in the past
with no fight whatsoever). So yeah, GO
KATE! MAKE US PROUD!
hands down, nicest easter party in nyc ever.
i wish god would get her a washer & dryer.
get ready to bring your armor and all...cause
rocking with KT and the boys might put you
in the hospital the next morning.....wicked
truth!
uses leeks in organic egg breakfast, it
makes 4 good eatos.
outside a strip mall in New York
State, I'd hide inside a Chuck E.
Cheese with KT and play pin ball
until the dust cleared, at which point
we'd break into someone else's
Porche - someone whose flesh was
scorched by Microsoft's nuclear army
- and drive to Far Rockaway for a cool
swim. Being the only ones left on the
planet, we'd be less timid about
tanning in the nude and looting the
Chanel store on Spring St. Ahh, what
a life it could be...