Turned into a sad, sad day for the new cobra album.
A quick jamfest turned into a tragic mess when Kirsten Ackerman's Cobra Starship cd got stuck in the cd player of her dad's Ford Minivan today.
It. sucked.
We still haven't gotten it out and have absolutely nothing to jam to.
Basically, I've done nothing all day.
My mom's phone was ringing and whit and I were singing the generic ring tone because we copy suarez.
It resulted in laughter that no one understood because it's an "inside joke" we have, and alex suarez created it.
I come to keebsie's house and we're chillen.
I talked to Forever the sickest kids on the phone. I know you're jealous.
Keebz had a sponge in her hair, we told her it was a sponge but she thought it was a bug.
So, she freaked out, flailed her liimbs, and knocked whitney over.
Whit's arm is bleeding.
Kirsten wants to go for a walk, but it's freezing out and gruelic's is closed so we can't buy a party roll.
So, about my conversation with ftsk, it went like this:
Me:Hello
ftsk: hi
Me: who is this?
ftsk: forever the sickest kids
me: Oh really? I didn't know if this was really the number. I'm ally.
ftsk: Oh hey, how's it going?
me: it's going pretty good, how's your day been goinig?
ftsk: today has been...great
me:Well, that sounds...great
ftsk: so you should come see us at (says something I didn't hear) because that's the next time we'll be in New York
me: I guess I'm gonna have to if you're going to be there
ftsk: awesome
me: yeah, well...
ftsk: yeah, love you too
me: ha, love you
ftsk: ha bye
me: bye
So that's basically how it went, and it sounded like they said bamboozle but that's not New York, and not soon...
And I assume they knew I was from new york because of my area code, but for a second it freaked me out.
haha.
So, anyways, I really wish I could read some new wybmiisidny, but it's not up, and I'm veryy, very uupset about that
I might have to continue with wdyhgm.
I love how this only makes sense to, like, 50 people.
"I actually don't know why I'm laughing, this is actually a really sick song."
(it's warmer in the basement - cobra)
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