| This page is compleatly and utterly for the edification of my freind Erin Shreve, At the moment I am afraid she might be stoned and drunk, but all the same I am dedicating this page to her and all her antics. Since this page is for Erin, I have decided to have a discussion about her and the things she likes. Erin does, I know, I know I'm ashamed too, like boy bands. One in particular called the "Vegaboys." If I am not careful Robin (not her mother) will bust a cap in my ass for talking trash about Vegas and all they stand for. I am watching my back as we speak, thats why my typing and spelling is so lousy. Lets see. What else is there to say? One may consider her "spastic" or perhaps "an annoying bitch" But these are not terms I would deam my good freind. No, I wouldn't call her these things at all. Not to her face anyhow. She is true blue and fruity too. I would definatly say that she is "nice" and "okay sometimes" Which isn't half bad! A story perhaps? Alright. If you just arrived at my site it may have said that 63 people, or some outrageous number like that, have visited my site. That is a lie. It is just Erin, refreshing my site constantly in impatient anxiety to see what I am writing. She is very exsited to see what I'm working on. I'll be sorry for her when she realizes this is just a huge crock of shit made to amuse me and piss her off. Good ol' Erin. I could write millions of stories such as these to amuse you, the public, and to humilate my good freind but I am not that sort of person. Erin is destened one of two things. To be a marine biologist or a writer. Or perhaps, if we are lucky she will write a book about marine biology. An example of the Marine biology aspect: One day Erin and I where at the beach along with some of our freinds. We where out in the water throwing a ball arround when out of no where the biggest ass turtle you have ever layed your goddamn eyes on pops up outa the water like its a fricken' groundhog. Well, we all screamed but it was clear to me, if not to anyone else, that Erin had CALLED the beast to amuse herself and terrify us. HA HA! See Erin, I am onto you! Now a really great writer is something hard to come by. It will be easy to prove that my freind is one simply by writing her works. And here it is: "The fish In the dish Was delish" The critics are still pondering its many meanings. Take it as you will, I see the depth of that poem and know it will take her places. Now my ode to my freind Erin is almost over and I will finish with with a few definate words. Erin Shreve is one of the greatest sorts of people, the type you don't come accross often. She will tell you when you look like shit and kick you really hard in the shins if you piss her off. Shes good to have arround and I hope she always remains my freind. There Erin. Are you fuckin' happy!? |
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