I Got My Own Network
Right. I decided that from here on out all of my blog entries will consist of only one word. As soon as I implement this you can go about your day, sit down at your desk for lunch, check my blog and read, "magazine." How great would that be? The answer is awesome.I am against land equality. Because I know in my heart a nice warm beach is better than a muddy assed mountain.
There was a time when I was fun to be around. There was a time when I knew how to have a good time. I could meet girls, drink beer, laugh and still drive home. I could drink till 4 in the morning, sleep for 3 hours and play 5 hours of pick up basket ball in the morning. Now all I know how to do is curse, bark orders and dip. I hope I fall back into my old routine. I hope there is a drink with a little straw hat in it for me.
The bakery across the street from me has bomb ass pretzels. I could eat one every fifteen minutes for at least...One million years. To demonstrate that I can do this, I will do it starting now. Delicious.
Every time I am watching TV and see a really old car in a movie, I secretly hope the movie is Johnny Dangerously. That movie was funny.
You know what I love? Kids. I can't help it. My buddy Paul is married and has a bazillion kids, all boys, running around being all reckless and crazy. I go over there for lunch and it's all, "UNCLE YOSS!!!!!!" We play, we wrestle around and they beat the crap out of me. It is awesome. I need kids. Who wants to fuck me, give birth and then leave me alone so I can have a buddy to watch cartoons with? Kids generally like me, unless they hate me, which isn't uncommon, except that only a handful of kids have, but man have they, so it's all up in the air.
I hope when we die, we get to live in the best part of our lives forever. I hope my eternal soul has enough brain cells to survive an infinite number of Thursday nights my senior year of college.
I can't wait for all my shit to get here, especially my car. If anyone knows how I can get my navigation system to work in Europe I would appreciate it.

9 Comments:
i wonder if you could find a coldstone creamery?
good lord...
what are you good lording about?
when you do the one word thing, can you do one with "cuntacular"?
I think that would be...well...cuntacular.
i want to have ten kids.
everywhere. playskool toys. games like not eating dinner. a suburban to carry them all. we could go to the park. and have picnics. and go to panera bread and have expensive chicken sandwichs.
i whooped a pony's ass today. some black girl at my work is amazon tall, unkind.
I'm good lord-ing at c's incessant use of coldstone creamery references. It's rising to "check it" levels.
you dont know the restraint....panera bread then the a short trip in the suburban to
_ _ _ _ stone _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
fucking check it!
Are we playing hangman?
I pick "C".
me gusta los pretzels
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