Mood:
Now Playing: Freaky Girl by Shaggy and Kraft
"Let's get crunk."
Where the last words Maf was heard to utter, no one has heard anything from him since two days ago and that's fairly unusual. There have been reports of a crazed man running about downtown Atlanta harassing random strangers about blenders... but all very unvalidated.
So let's talk about why Maf went insane.
In Mafs logic, the universe is currently residing on top of its head. Let me list the three constants that exist in his mind:
1) Regent (me) is always in trouble for dancing provacitivly with random men infront of their girlfriends.
2) Jack is always sleeping with atleast three women, typically two of them are related.
3) Maf always owns a blender.
1 isn't true at the moment because I'm dating Garrett, 2 isn't true because of the 'pimple sisters' as they're now called, and Maf's blender broke the morning or his disappearance, rendering 3 false when his girlfriend threw it out... it shattered Maf's already fragile brain (too many 3 am slushy runs, poor Maf couldn't handle them, he never had the constitution of Nem and I. Poor Maf, we'll miss you.
I predict he's gone a week, Burs got a month on loc, place your bets with Sel, she's taking bets till 5 am this morning.
Anyway, Ren fair tommorow and Blackjack tonight (no Orlov, goddamn it). Yeah, fun shit, that.
Get crunk,
Regent aka Katie
Written by Regent
at 11:35 PM EST