Here Comes The Judge and/or Remember Me?

Brace yourselves.
Guess who's goin home in exactly one month?

THIS ASSHOLE!



I dont hate Chicago anymore.
I mean, to be honest, my first thought is "DIE."
But when I put more thought into it Im not yarfing or stabbing whatever is next to me.
After all, there are people I love who still refuse to leave the bunghole that is Chicago.

And of course, there are many other things, things that were rooted in me that will be me til the day I die.

Im going to try to list them all before my eyes go raw from all the visual carnage Im about to throw down.







































Yeah I agree. Incomplete.
Ill have to think about this some more, as my mind is a blur currently, when I think about Chicago.
Also, maybe then would be a good time to reintroduce Chicago and take proper documentation of this old home.


And in other news, I dreamt we lived in a place like this.
But there was no roof. The trees acted as stand-ins and when the sky was clear we had them sway to the side. All we did was tap their branches and they moved over. Our books had more colors and reached floor to ceiling and a massive colorful wire sculpture stood guard in the corner. Lots of windows.




Remember me?
Im going to hug you so hard with this shirt on so you get it all over you, fage.



Also, remember when you guys came over and you had your first 4ko?
HIE BEN N ASH HIE!




Hie Ronald! Rodarte in ONE MONTH! THO EXTHITE!