Craven
Australian Goof

CRAVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dude, I didn't recognize you for a sec. We seriously should. Meet up at Starbucks and shit. Just chill and stuff while we're listening to Flo Rida's "Right Round" (That's songs a guilty pleasure.) So how've you been?

Ohhh my gaaaaaawd. Where the ****ity ****ing **** are you?

I am in IPT. With your giftcard. And you're not here. AND GEORGE IS AND HE IS NEXT TO ME?!

You die nao.

I AM BORED. WAAAAAH. Like, deathly. D=

Are you still awaaaay?
We need to converse.
I am going to text you =D

Chile Con Carne, Bitch! Merry Carne' Christmas!

Yaga!

I surely am

You are too good xD

Po po poker face
can't read myyyy

*stares at Craven's sig and avy set*
Lady GaGa?

ˆß∂¨bgisdurxhierh CRAVEN! IT'S YOU! =DDD

We need to talk. But not tonight. I'm going out tonight. v.v Are you on tomorrow? We have some serious discussion to attend to.

Blame Lily for it. SHE'S the one who smells bad. Like rotten tomatoes. =D *goes to change the thing* It's Saturday. Finally.

Blame Rocco. He smells bad. =D

Hey Craven.
Sorry I couldn't make it to Dreamworld.
Next time maybe =D

I need to go into Brisbane to pick up my cd from the Rocking Horse so I wanna catch up with you guys.

Oh, nice. I'm looking forward to Christmas. I make my own food everyday of the year (which is fine, since I studied for a while as a chef), but dad makes Christmas dinner, so I won't have to do shit. (Although I'm sure I'll be lurking around, seeing if he's cooking things right and adding ingrediants when he's not looking...)

Old Greg is one of the strangest Boosh creations in my humble opinion. Haha.

I'm surprised that soundclips' still around! I was like, fourteen or something, when I first heard that.

And I'm usually okay, but right now I have a very sore throat and am thinking of jamming a spoon down it.
How're you?