Friday, August 17, 2001

we're all sitting out on the porch last night, when matt walks over to christine(his girlfriend) and as he's passing, he traces his finger from her forehead, down her nose, to her chin, stopping to play with her lips.

christine says "hey, matt. you might wanna wash you're hands, they're kinda salty."
matt says: "oh. i just washed my bong."

without even thinking about it. cracked me the hell up...

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