Death Sex: Hunter's Public Journal

[Hunter Sommer]

Entry #1

This place is such a fucking ghost town lately.

Where the fuck is everybody at all of a sudden?

Like, for serious, crackas? Did you all become giant nerdwads and decide to go and pay attention to school all of a sudden? I know the Wainmeisters are having a Halloween party in a couple weeks, but like.. in the meantime, we need to have a party or something, do that shit up.

Strictly BYOB, of course.

Cause I'm broke and can hardly aford to BMOB.

True fucking story, a student loan can only stretch so farrrrrrr. And I needed to fix the van, after the 'incident' last time.

Oh! But I get my license back on November 10th, just a few days after Halloween, so I'll be able to drive you fuckers around to your gigs again.

Are you pumped, or are you pumped?

[Hunter Sommer]

Entry #2

For serious, I can't stand the boring in this town anymore.

It's actually killing me.

I haven't done anything exciting in literally almost a month, it's been torture. And my parents kicked me out again, so I'm sleeping at Sarah's again, and I have to take the bus, because I lost my license again, and I just wanna have a good timeeeeee.

Like that song?

Anyway!

EVERYONE AND EVERYBODY, THERE WILL BE A PARTY TONIGHT. AT SARAH BRIGHTON'S HOUSE.

BE THERE, OR BE SQUARE. <3

BYOB, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. AND DON'T MAKE A BIG MESS.