Hey Trevor - When are you going to do KENTastic Tuesday
Yo this shit is HOT. I was going to post that on blog as well. Damn you!I will credit you, yo!
in my mind, the wise old owl flies over and lets the little bird loose. coldplay IS hot, thanks for sharing!
yeah i wish the bird would break free. that made me sad.
Hey Trevor...this is the REAL anonymous...that guy who said KENTastic is an imposter. I would NEVER use the term KENTastic or BLOGtastic or FAGtastic or anything like that. Just know that I remember you and your fun lunchbox that you carried your art supplies in back at Roosevelt in 1989...god you don't look ANYTHING like your former self. Shave that beard, put back on your wire rimmed glasses and return to your Morrissey hair cut... the REAL Anonymous
NO, do not listen to the fake Anonymous. You look better now, so clearly leaving O-shit-O agrees with you.Faux-nonymous, I remember making out with Trevor in his Pinto in the senior parking lot. And for the record, the lunchbox was NOT full of art supplies - it was full of condoms and lube, because we were doin' it and doin' it and doin' it wellll in the teacher's lounge.
There was never any "senior" parking lot. All the students parked in the same place...and Trevor was ummmm..."straight" back then...with his wild escapades with women being so notorious that they were basically printed in the Colonel (our school newspaper)...he changed his ways when he went to Bard...
Anonymous, you seem like a sweet, midwestern, wholesome kind of guy/gal (which are you?) and if you know Trevor so well, why are you anonymous?Anyway, straight or gay is not the issue. What the issue is is this: you are MAD jealous because we were banging the booty in the scene shop. Remember the scene shop? Awh good times. But then our asses got the hell out of the big Ohio. Where did you wind up?
I am anonymous because it's too much a pain in the ass to fill out and register some shit just to be able to identify myself on some blog...ahhh the scene shop...I got some play in there over the years as well...good times. Actually I think I had the best sex of my life up in the costume shop at the top of the stairs. Where am I...hmmmm...I'm all over...and been all over...and Ohio is cool enough. It's just about the least pretentious place I have ever lived that's for sure. And Kent is a cultural oasis surrounded by a retarded sea of white trash.
guess I had the last word on that one!!
Indeed. You win by default (AKA you are still in Ohio and the rest of us got out)
Not so fast REALAnon...(and, btw, you really aren't that anonymous since I know that you're posting from a Kent State server.)...you don't have the last word.You clearly relish your anonymity, since it takes two seconds to use the "Name/URL" tag below to give yourself an identity. As for the other reportage you've donated to this comment area, I'm honored that you remember me in such detail...but...exactly which women was I wildly escapading with?
I can't remember which ones...it would be before you were a senior. I think you were single for your senior year. But you had some serious girlfriend for a while...or so you told me at the time. You were great as that DJ in Grease...I remember you telling me that you so didn't want to sing for your audition so you went in there and just made a joke of the singing part...you knew Costa would cast you as something in that play no matter what you did. I remember the biggest song that was brand new and on the radio and MTV from that period (fall 89) was The B52's Love Shack. TIN ROOF...RUSTED!
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