our twenties were wasted
jazbek: so how's your lip
djcpoo: it hurts
jazbek: it's still fucked up?
jazbek: haha
djcpoo: the shit hurts
jazbek: how'd that happen
djcpoo: so do other spots on my body though
jazbek: me too
jazbek: my whole back is bruised up
djcpoo: yup
djcpoo: me too
djcpoo: i think the lip is apparently from my vaulting over the couch and landing on my face
djcpoo: no recollection of that though, so i can't vouch for that account of the story
jazbek: me cuz someone (michael? dave?) dropped me on your toolbox and it scraped my whole back
jazbek: then michael dragged me down the stairs by my arms on my back head first
jazbek: that really fucked up my back
jazbek: i didn't see you vault over the couch
djcpoo: yeah, dave and me and gardner were playing punch for punch on our shoulders and backs
djcpoo: that's how my shoulder got fucked up
jazbek: oh yeah, i was playing that with dave and michael
djcpoo: and gardner and michael were playing bloody knuckles
jazbek: i have bruises on my arms from that
djcpoo: so garder's hand got all fucked up
djcpoo: yeah, my back and my shoulder
jazbek: shit, they played bloody knuckles for real?
jazbek: i did not see any of that shit
djcpoo: apparently i was kicking dan romano when we was on the ground and his ass and back got all fucked up
jazbek: omg
jazbek: i wonder what i was doing during all of this
jazbek: oh yeah it may have been either when i was almost burning your apartment down, or trying to convince michael it was ok for him to hang out with me even though he gives me bruises
jazbek: because the bruises are "funny"
djcpoo: the whole burning the place down was pretty scary in retrospect
jazbek: yeah...
jazbek: sorry i punched you in the stomach for no reason
djcpoo: well i didn't remember you did that anyway
jazbek: cool, yeah i punched you in the stomach and you fell on the coffee table
jazbek: i am scared for next weekend in tahoe
