aspen: ewww scott is so gross. i mean, he's mangy and gross.
aspen: he's like an alley cat
aspen: :PPPP lol buthe'sstillsohot
alyssa: lol i know. i bet he's all nice and sweet and sensitive underneath.
alyssa: damn him for trying to be cool
aspen: i bet he writes POETRY
aspen: like TAYLOR
aspen: about glassy surfaces
alyssa: *gasP* PROBABLY
alyssa: LOL
aspen: "and my beer spilled / upon a glassy surface"
aspen: he writes beer haikus prolly
alyssa: LOL!
aspen: beer limericks..
alyssa: i bet he cries when he's alone. seriously. i would cry if i were him too! HAHHA
aspen: ROTFL i bet he gets up early to watch the sun rise and think wistful thoughts
alyssa: LOL "i wish i wasn't such a fuckup... *sigh*"
aspen: hahahahahaha
alyssa: *tear slides down his cheek and he grabs another beer*
alyssa: LMAO i am so mean.
aspen: *rolls over and dies* i would love to like OD on effexor so i'm all fearless and happy and like pounce on scott's head and make fun of him
aspen: LMAO oh god that's great
alyssa: LOLOL no shit! god. i wanna make fun of him like i made fun of zac. wheee maybe i will. i'm loud and annoying, i'm sure i can pull it off. HAHA
aspen: haha man if i was there with you we'd have a field day
aspen: GAAAAH SCOTT DID YOU HIDE YOUR MULLET IN YOUR BEEEEEER BOTTLE?

whee!