Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

Jack- Amanda and I are leaving the Evil Heat today and will be in Sconnie tonight. Boxing Day party is full on. My cell phone is 480.797.3032. Let's meet at a townie bar and drink some jagermiester on tap.

hey Mc-

I just got into town myself minutes ago, however there is a party out in the country i'm contemplating.

What day is boxing day again?

okay I'm writing a fucking book. I mean another fucking book, not Burnt Roof of Mouth. first Jack- Boxing day is the day after christmas. i don't think lynn will be there becease she still isn't talking to me from the last year. anyway, they gave my brother a fucking Lexus for Chrstmas. i mean a Lexus maybe isn't what it used to be, but come on. anyway we are all here and those of you who follow my family will note that Zac my bro just got married. and now he has a new car. i still live in poverty, ecxept at the moment, because I'm home and have salmon and prans and love and wine dripping from my chin. i still say fuck though. more to come when I can type. i got wasted over at the cosusins house, not hard to do after drinking for ten hous and plans and in airports, but i grabbed a record and told everyone to take their clothes off because we are going to dance. the aunts looked horrified but the grandmothers looked up for it. boogie, but it wasn't Pills thrills and bellyaches. i looked at the record sleve and realized it didn't say happy Mondays- no- it said happy holidays. so there I was surrounded by relatives dancin' out to silent Night. no speel check or even looking up. know what i mean? happy mondays, oops, Imean happy holidays. where's the fucking egg nog?

I haven't eaten in 48 hours. where's the fucking candy canes?

i haven't sleept in 48 hours. where's the fucking Nyquil? oh yeah in the toliet bowl.

well i would love to make it to the party, but last night's festivities just may keep me from making it. 3 hours of sleep and missing work around the holidays can really keep a man down. As is, it took me about 15 minute to type this message, so I'll call it quits for now.

is the boxing day party drunk and dead in the steam room yet?
the only sexy thing in there was shanta, although kyles dick tasted good in my mouth and his underwear look good as a trophy .

Im in the not-so-evil heat of San Diego with the family and digging my 2 year old nephew Connor (named after the hero in Highlander but much cuter than christophe lambert).

I had a massage today and played tennis with Ingrid on a miniature tennis court today and that was fun... otherwise been eating awesome mexican and drinking beer and tequila like a good little Pax Acidian.

Tomorow I am of to LA to party with rockers and partake in powders and pills and more liqeurs. I wish I could have made the fondue in Wisconsin but all in all its not so bad here!

Happy New Year

(give shanta a hug 4 me and kyle a nice blowjob if you see them again this year. Next year I will be there to do it myself.)

i didnt know people actually named their kids after highlander. even though connor macleod is a badass, i just dont see it happening. small wonder.

I'm just surprised there aren't more kids named Maverick.

i had a car once by that name.

also had a horse, i think, but i can't remember because i was tired and emotional.

hey Mc- sorry i missed your party. Are you still stuck in the evil cold?

Yeah I'm back. And you never left a phone number. Funny, I looked up Jack Chiefton in the Cedarburg phone book and it wasn't listed.