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hey ya'll.
so, it's finals week and though most of you smart children are studying, jen and i are busy being unproductive jackasses. this really isn't hard, for us at least. we made lunch today...we decided to make a mental concoction--but we ended up creating an italian feast. i was truely amazing. we made meatballs with the meat we found in the freezer--i hope it was ours.

did any of you watch simple life tonizzle? it was simply amazing. i'm beginning to think i want to spend my 21st birthday in some hick town, i mean, how fun would that be? really fun. we came to a conclusion that when the weather gets a lil better we're gonna set up a "kiss booth" in our driveway--we'll let you all know when this is gonna take place.

rich girls was pretty good tonight as well. i mean, liz--you're a bitch. like a royal, queen bitch. nobody likes you, even though you're a LITTLE bit cuter than jamie, you're still not as cool. jen and i are going to london next semester to visit nora, my beautiful cousin. either that or going to spain--after all, the trend over there is 80's and people are rockin the mullet all over, so i'd fit in perfectly.

happy holidays. and clap now.

mary, you are so right.  these crabs DID inspire us to get in shape.  maybe it was the best $40 we ever spent, huh?  so for those of you thinking about making life changes, i suggest you buy crabs.  they will teach you things you never thought you'd learn...

(p.s. that britney pic, ya know?  yah, i think they just put her head on MY body! hehe...)

holla.
well, since our hermit crabs all died, jen and i are left here at blogdrive.com with nothing to talk about. it's a shame, it really is. life at the drunk tank has definitly done a 360 since the death of britney. let's start with our diet. we decided that we need to get rid of our baby bellies all together. we were inspired by britney herself (check out the hot bod on brit below) so we decided that simply cutting down on our intake of wine/booze/beer would definitly take 10 pounds (aka half our baby's) out of our stomaches. we also went to the rec and ran on the tred today (jen kept tripping) as well as used the eyliptical and THEN got home and did pilates (as well as cooked a meal of food--chicken.) so for all of you people out there that told us buying crabs for $40 was a bad idea, you're totally wrong. the hidden message in this entry is that our crabs inspired us to get hot britney spears stomaches. so, HUH. suck on that.

*i wanna give a shout out to curran and his *bling bling*.

okay, so jon was right.  immediately after we bought the crabs that day, we ran to show jon 'cause we were so excited.  he just goes: "what a waste of money.  they're just gonna die, ya know."  WE, of course, thought the things were gonna live for "5 to 15 years", as promised by the foreign crab man.  hmmm... yah... i think we got ripped off.  :(

Well, now they're all gone. As Curran picked up little Britney last night, he realized she was dead. So the jackass decides to put her dead, shriviled body on my PILLOW. Thank GOD Jen threw her away otherwise I would have vommed. So now we have an empty cage, nobody to play with and are left in a state of confusion. I know that Hermy's are supposed to last more than a week--what's the deal?
God Bless Britney.

RIP Nick Lachey:

you were a sneaky little crab
with a hot blue shell you looked fab

cute at first, but then you got too big
you wouldn't switch shells, but your "strong leg" still looked like a little twig

when jess died you felt bad
and played with us when we were sad

you enjoyed the song, "dreams can come true" by gabielle
but didn't enjoy when jen dropped you and you fell

we lost you once when you crawled under a backpack
but we found you and gave you a new friend named Britney who has a big rack

i think you were shy in front of Brit because we never bathed you
but once we did you died too

you ripped off your own legs and you started to smell
jen got scared and began to yell

we almost vommed and poked you
so i think tomorrow we're going to the crab hut at the mall to sue

two down, one to go
we suck at being crab moms, we just don't know what to do

alright people, i have some very sad news.  i woke up this morning all excited to see how the crabs were doing, and i found nick in a messed up state.  there he was in his usual spot in the corner, but next to him was one of his detached legs.  and upon looking closer, i saw that his pincher and another leg were also torn off and laying underneath him.  the rest of his body was just kind-of hanging out of his shell.  he's dead.

Attention: We got the crabs out to play and discovered that Britney Spears has half a leg. Either Nick ate it or it fell off when she was crawling through Jen's "Shag" carpet. Either way, it's NO GOOD. Say a prayer my 2nd crab doesn't die.

the cute picture has been removed because it takes up the whole nuttin page, and screws up EVERYTHING.