Guestbook

WOOOHOOO!!! about time :D :D jon is sending you over a gift as we spea... [jon vanishes] err... *shouts* jacquesssssssss!

Yes, it's that time of the year again!

Heiße Braut: sexy milkman, sexy plush dragon, sexy chicken

Infected Foot: vicious rabbit, angry bee, creepy clown

PS. The above list is provisional and subject to change (AKA awaiting Miss Peach's approval)

Shake your Fleshsacks!

Best. R&B. Ever.

CONGRATS!

OMK CONGRATS TO THE BEST R&B! THIS IS SO EXCITING WE SHOULD HAVE CAKE!

And tequila!

Rachel's sick. *sneeze* And I think I'm sick too. *sneeze* No booze or drugs for us. *cough* I think it's some sort of Rodmanical disease. She's like wild Rodman now. She only gets o*cough cough* out for gigs.

Ahem. Congrats on surviving the Pollopalooza and living to to tell the tale!

Not to point any fingers at anybody or anything, but none of our friends congratulated us about that, back in the day. I mean, I'm just saying. Not that it matters. Cause we do not keep grudges. Ever.

*shouts on Rach's ear* WAKE UP! YOU HAVE A TEXT! WAKE UP!