Vom & Run

It has come to my attention that the content on jerk. has become predominantly eugene based and in this case, bad music based. This is partly my fault, considering I can sometimes be too lazy to go to the bathroom when im busting for a wee, let alone muster the enthusiasm to post some witty slash wise anecdote. BUT still, I would like to say 'fuck you to the moon and back boy' (in a non sexual way der) if you want to take over the page i'll battle you BECAUSE you vommed on my carpet last saturday night and then you ran away with no shoes on and no money in hand and vomit down the front of you and whiskers on your face. You then proceeded to try and hail a taxi to no avail so a hawthorn lesbian had to help you. When you got home you had no money so the taxi driver got angry at you, then you spewed again in your own bed and on your electronics, then you spewed pastries in a bucket all day on the couch until tahnee and i rescued you.

FACT: I'm a fucking mad rad friend and you're shit.

FACT: you start off cute and then turn retarded.

Yeeeeahhh, so cop that.

Still anon, costumes are a cover.

Love Gert.