I got robbed by a sweet little old lady on a motorized cart!
Tell me what movie that's from and I'll give ya this fake $. And if you search for said movie quote online, may the spirit of Scrooge McDuck haunt you forever! He's dead, you know.
Well, what's going on in my neck of the woods today? Nothin! It's Saturday. I had deer steak for lunch, that's one thing. I'm thinking about ordering another copy of Revenge of the Sith for my ps2, that's another. I wore that baby out a few years ago and got nothing to do, soooo... Also worked on my SW checklist this morning for fun when I woke up.
I think I'll continue reading The Stand tomorrow. What else?
Nothing else because today's a boring day. Cept I dreamed I was eating icecream in this marble slab creamery joint and Mark Hamill was there. He wouldn't leave me alone. He kept asking me to read him Alexander and the Terrible blablablabla no good very bad day. Ever heard of that book? I was like,"Man, if you got it in braille, I guess so." He says no, then he takes this pen out and starts poking holes in the paper and making braille letters cell by cell. "Dude, it's gonna take a few years, so go to Walmart and come back tomorrow," he says. That made no sense and I told him so. Then he started crying and said his sundae was melting. Yeah I know, what the hell?
Well, what's going on in my neck of the woods today? Nothin! It's Saturday. I had deer steak for lunch, that's one thing. I'm thinking about ordering another copy of Revenge of the Sith for my ps2, that's another. I wore that baby out a few years ago and got nothing to do, soooo... Also worked on my SW checklist this morning for fun when I woke up.
I think I'll continue reading The Stand tomorrow. What else?
Nothing else because today's a boring day. Cept I dreamed I was eating icecream in this marble slab creamery joint and Mark Hamill was there. He wouldn't leave me alone. He kept asking me to read him Alexander and the Terrible blablablabla no good very bad day. Ever heard of that book? I was like,"Man, if you got it in braille, I guess so." He says no, then he takes this pen out and starts poking holes in the paper and making braille letters cell by cell. "Dude, it's gonna take a few years, so go to Walmart and come back tomorrow," he says. That made no sense and I told him so. Then he started crying and said his sundae was melting. Yeah I know, what the hell?