➸ ᴊᴀᴇɢᴇʀ ʙᴏᴍʙs: journal posts.

GUYS

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I realize you've probably heard this one before, but just hear me out.

THERE HAS BEEN AN ELVIS SIGHTING IN THE SHATTERDOME!!!!!!!!

I REPEAT: ELVIS IS IN THE BUILDING

That was a damn nice shower. Really hot water, five multi-angle massaging shower heads...

Floor was a little cold when I got out, though. Might need to have a look at the sub-floor thermostats.

I'm glad I hadn't been planning to sleep with anyone today, because I think my cock and my balls all crawled up inside me after that shower.

The arcade currently has:

Beer

Me

A Nintendo 64

And Mario Kart

I'm taking challengers now. You take damage, you take a drink.

I've been trying to think of a good way to introduce myself on here without repeating everything I've said the last two weeks (my name is Andre, I'm from Brazil, yes that means I know how to dance, and yes we are the most beautiful people on the planet), but I keep sounding repetitive. Boring. I promise I'm neither.

So let's play a little game to get to know each other. This one's called Marry, Fuck, Kill. Comment here and someone will give you three people (feel free to do it yourself if you're so inspired), real or fictional, and you'll tell everyone who you'd marry, who you'd fuck and who you'd kill. No cop-outs. You can't pick two for one, or three for one, or none of the above. I've always found these answers to tell me more than just about anything outside the drift.