yesterday i was at tao lin's apartment. we were "hanging out."
he made me iron his socks. when i was done he said that i was not good enough and threw a sock at me. when i tried to remove the sock he motioned with his finger to stop and grunted a scary sound.
he then instructed me to go to the store and buy him kombucha with the sock on my head, just as it landed. for punishment.
Not A Tao Lin Intern # 2 Billion And Fuck You
i am not a tao lin intern, nor was i ever one, nor will i ever be one, someone please tell him to stop making me make him coffee and charge his cell phone
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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