Many women have said to me "ah, to be that cigarette perched upon Larry's lips." Comments like this make me sick but I have learned to expcet and accept them as a consequence of knowing this guy.
In the year that Larry and I have
known each other we have hung out a
total of 4 times, yet miraculously,
through the aid of the internet and
our boring desk jobs we have managed
to become great friends. Larry is
charming and sweet and one of the few
people I would bother staying with up
till 4:30 in the morning chatting
about stupid stuff. One of these days
Larry and I are going to start a band
called Karmafoot. Our first single
will be the title track of our
album "Love Rhombus." Sixteen year
old girls will flock from miles around
to throw their bras at Larry on
stage. Until then we will probably
just sit around his apartment and talk
while I force him (somewhat against
his will) to listen to the Flaming
Lips.
There's nothing wrong with being
arogant. Look where it's taken me. I'm
a General now. Who'd a thought.
Anyway, May The Force Be With You...and
the booze too.
Another match made in friendster
heaven! Reuniting lost loves, old
friends and the like. Larry, when I get
back, we will get bombed and it'll be
fucking awesome.
Larry is the biggest sweetheart on the
planet. Which reminds me...why did I
end up with Derek? OH god, i just had
another flash back. Anyway, lets do
some little italy soon...
Even though Larry peaked sophomore
year of high school, he still has a
few good years left in him. So get to
know him, in all his beer-guzzling,
diesel jeans-wearing glory. You'll be
glad that you did.
Whether his hair is short (see above)
or long and slicked back like a
mobster, Larry always knows how to get
the job done. One time we were seeing a
movie and I said, "I really like this
movie," and he said, "That's good
because I directed it."
Larry and I were in a band together,
back in high school. I was kind of
lazy though, so it's probably my fault
we didn't get signed. Thankfully, his
experience with me was not damaging
enough to hamper his musical career,
and you can appreciate his subsequent
musical stylings on mp3.com. money.
known each other we have hung out a
total of 4 times, yet miraculously,
through the aid of the internet and
our boring desk jobs we have managed
to become great friends. Larry is
charming and sweet and one of the few
people I would bother staying with up
till 4:30 in the morning chatting
about stupid stuff. One of these days
Larry and I are going to start a band
called Karmafoot. Our first single
will be the title track of our
album "Love Rhombus." Sixteen year
old girls will flock from miles around
to throw their bras at Larry on
stage. Until then we will probably
just sit around his apartment and talk
while I force him (somewhat against
his will) to listen to the Flaming
Lips.
arogant. Look where it's taken me. I'm
a General now. Who'd a thought.
Anyway, May The Force Be With You...and
the booze too.
heaven! Reuniting lost loves, old
friends and the like. Larry, when I get
back, we will get bombed and it'll be
fucking awesome.
planet. Which reminds me...why did I
end up with Derek? OH god, i just had
another flash back. Anyway, lets do
some little italy soon...
freshman and softmore year in high
school. We were really punk rock. I
wonder what Larry has been up to
since...
year of high school, he still has a
few good years left in him. So get to
know him, in all his beer-guzzling,
diesel jeans-wearing glory. You'll be
glad that you did.
or long and slicked back like a
mobster, Larry always knows how to get
the job done. One time we were seeing a
movie and I said, "I really like this
movie," and he said, "That's good
because I directed it."
And it was true.
back in high school. I was kind of
lazy though, so it's probably my fault
we didn't get signed. Thankfully, his
experience with me was not damaging
enough to hamper his musical career,
and you can appreciate his subsequent
musical stylings on mp3.com. money.