Holy shit I haven't updated in a long time. A lot has happened in these weeks; Ted has no hair,Russell is reliving his college freshman drop out months(zing!), played a show, went to shows, living a vegan lifestyle for the most part, but most of all the economy has hit Wilmoore House and our house was foreclosed on. This means we had a month to find a new house to act like assholes in while simultaneously(it really just took me five minutes to remember how to spell the word simultaneous FML) acting like 9th grade assholes. We apparently received a call today that we were accepted for the house we applied for on Gold Street(Party! Every! DAY!). So it's said to say but Wilmoore House only has a couple of weeks left in it. So come one come all to enjoy these final days with us. Come watch me break things like chairs or dvd shelves or you can just watch us talk shit to Travis aka Ted, ATT, All Talk Ted, Travesty, Uncle T-Bag, Reverend T-Love, Teddy Bear, Better Off Ted, Right Said Ted, Drop Dead Ted, Goose, Goosington, or whatever name we give him. It's been a good two years Wilmoore House. Tonight I toast to you.
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