one night,...late... or early.... mid august 2001. a 'friend' slept over at my house in order to avoid actuall people. my friends are like that. get over it. These are: those "fatal sessions."
she brought with her, a tape recorder. [but because angelfire sucks, i can't put up every single recording we've made due to the immense amount of computers like mine that can't download huge files in small amounts of time. ...ahem.]
soon it got late. ...or early... whatever. and we got stupid. or more so than previously thought. and decided to 'interview' each other.
DUN Dun dunnn!...yeah.
fatal session 001
[recorded around midnight sometime on some day ...or whatever.]
f.s. 002
f.s. 003
f.s. 004
f.s. 005
"switch around interview"
"jessica's the dumbass now."
the imp's gotten involved now.
"jessica's still the dumbass."
yeah read the title..
home.