Dear Jess,
I don't really know how to tell you this, You're a leprechaun. I think I realized it when you put cuffs on me in your apartment and I saw you carve your initials into my knee caps . I'm sure you're open enough to understand that your driving sucks. I'm returning your car to you, but I'll keep my common sense as a memory. You should also know that I get sick when I think of your feet and thanks for the cocaine.

Please don't hurt me,
Phil


Jessica says:
Duuuude I drank half the bottle because it wasn't working and now I can't see straight if I move my head too fast
Phil-Himself as "The Creeper" says:
thats neat
Phil-Himself as "The Creeper" says:
i like doin that
Jessica says:
yeah but it just kinda hit me.. and now I'm all like.. whoas.
Phil-Himself as "The Creeper" says:
thats what nyquil does

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