A vast and mystical place where souls are lost and diseases are contracted. Singularly responsible for the demise of western culture, knickers and Jackson.
Everyone that's ever been to Keesler: I'm feeling good about myself. Too good, in fact. Perhaps I need a trip to Keesler to remind me what a piece of shit I really am. Yes - that's the ticket! By golly, that'll cure me of everything good in my life!! Micromanage me into worthlessness because I LOVE it!!
by mrm5593 September 25, 2006