The Ghost of Joey Lawrence
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I want candy.
Муж.
33 (возраст)
Tacoma, WASHINGTON
США
Последний визит: 24.04.2007
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The Ghost of Joey Lawrence — увлечения
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Scoping out the newer models of trash cans.
Making hemp necklaces. Their gentle weavery brings tears to my eyes ♥
Sneaking into movies is pretty good too, but I usually get caught cos I live in a trash can and smell like I live in a trash can.
Panhandling outside of the Albertsons in Northshore
Combing my gorgeous locks
| | Музыка | The Joey Lawrence Experience, which I started last year with Chicago.
We folded, though, when he mauled the audience with a broken Canadian Mist bottle at our first gig. That rogue! Shucks.
Also ...
MARIAH IS THE GODDESS OF MY HEART
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| | Книги | Little Women
Any fantasy novel
The beauteous poetry of e.e. cummings
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
| | Кумиры | Matt LeBlanc, the guy who plays "Joey" on Friends.
That guy is so lucky. His show is still making him money, the fucker. But the truth is, neither of us will ever, ever be Chandlers. And it hurts. It cuts me to the quick.
Other heroes include:
ATREYU!!
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The Ghost of Joey Lawrence — сведения
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| Статус: | Без постоянного партнера | | Здесь для: | Деловых контактов | | Ориентация: | Не знаю | | Телосложение: | 185cm / Атлетическое | | Расовая принадлежность: | Европеец(ка) | | Вероисповедание: | Буддист | | Знак Зодиака: | Овен | | Дети: | Когда-нибудь потом | | Образование: | Не скажу | | Профессия: | Ghost / general nuisance / sensitive poet | | Доход: | Не скажу |
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SEX PARTAY
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Joey has been tagged.
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Sell me a coat 'cause I feel cold
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Some facts about Canadian Mist for your viewing pleasure
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POETRY IN MOTION
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The Ghost of Joey Lawrence — инфо |
О себе:
Yes. It's me.
Hark, noble city folk! Greetings to you and yours.
I am the ghost of Joey Lawrence. Not a literal ghost, but rather a ghost of my former celebrity self. I used to be a big star. A BIG STAR. Remember that show Blossom? The guy in the sleevless flannel shirts who was "intellectually challenged" and said "Whoa" a lot, well, that was me .... in my glory days.
A bunch of real bad shit happened (involving a large amount of Canadian Mist, cocaine, and russian hookers), and now here I am, living in a trash can in a little town called Tacoma.
This trash can is not even all mine. I have to share it with a disgruntled Vietnam vet who goes by the name of Chicago. Late at night, he mistakes me for his long-lost love Anh Binh.
But I will not love him long time, nay.
I just cry.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Gentle myspace viewers, I shall tell you a tale of Joey's last few weeks ...
Well, for starters, Chicago made some ultra-shady new hobo-esque friends. Their names are:
Elmo "Inky" Williams
BoWeevil Jake
Crackshot Sackett
and
Splinter Belly Jones
They have begun making moonshine in hopes to earn some cash, which inevitably fuels Chicago's rampant Dorito addiction. This would not bother me much, except for the fact that they ABUSE ME VERILY IN THE PROCESS!
In the presence of his new "friends", Chicago appears to conveniently forget my loyalty, devotion, and how, in the past, I have allowed him to call me "Anh Binh" and even allowed certain atrocious acts that I will not bother to elaborate on, all for the sake of Chicago's DORITO SCENTED LONELINESS, WHICH OOZES FROM HIS PORES LIKE A DISGUSTING COLOGNE!!!
Anyway, I am no longer allowed near my humble can, because that is now the moonshine production site. Chicago and his cronies force me to sleep two blocks away in a garbage bag full of discarded corn husks, and because Chicago is embarassed to be seen with me.
One night, weeks ago, the crew offered me some moonshine and were being awfully nice. I thought perhaps this was a truce of some sort and DRANK UP LIKE A GOOD LITTLE SOLDIER! I blacked out, as expected ... and when I awoke the next morning, after stumbling to the local Chevron to wash up, noticed that they had DRAWN ON MY FACE WITH A SHARPIE!!!! There was a beard, a pair of wiggly looking glasses, and, OH, THE ATROCITY! A CRUDE LOOKING PENIS NEXT TO MY MOUTH!
Horrifying.
On the brighter side, I have made friends with a one eyed pigeon who I have named "Hershey", because he eats hershey bars directly out of my hand. Yet, sometimes he even prefers to hang out with the "Moonshine Brigade" and shun the lovely Joey! Cackling at me, with his pigeon gibberish!! Even after I crocheted him a tiny eye patch out of discarded floss, he still ignores me so! The eyepatch looked like Christmas, dammit!!!
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Я хочу найти:
People with the same interests in David Hasseloff music, and girls who dont have herpes!
David Bowie, of course.
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