What are we going to do tonight, Brain?
Same thing we do every night, Pinky. Try and take over the mall! Err...world! Yeah. Heh. Can y'all tell I'm just a WEEEE bit tired?
Hurricane season is not even close to being over, and people are already starting to get REALLY edgy. Don't think there was a smiling face at work today. Bastards. "Oh, I have no power. Oh, a branch scratched my Lexus. Oh, BOO FUCKING HOO! Ugh! I swear, I hate rich people. I want their money, but if I ever get their attitude, just shoot me with a high powered rifle, honestly.
I'm all jittery. One, I think I got an A on my last math test. Buku right on! Second, my trip to Phoenix is mere weeks away. Yes, you read correctly. I'm going to Phoenix. And yes, I'm driving. Why, you ask? Especially since it's only been...::counts:: three months since I left that shithole called a city? Simple answer....money. And lots of it. The Nextel Cup, Baby! Those backwoods redneck car-geeks are gonna get me MONEY! LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY!!! Whee! Hehehe. Yes, that's why I'm driving 2400 miles. Besides, I love to drive, so it makes sense, doesn't it? Well, it does to me, anyways.
People out here better stop being grumpy, or I'm gonna start inviting all my Jerseyite friends to spice things up. Remember kids...Florida is where New Yorkers move to to become soft. ::sage nod:: No joke.
Hurricane season is not even close to being over, and people are already starting to get REALLY edgy. Don't think there was a smiling face at work today. Bastards. "Oh, I have no power. Oh, a branch scratched my Lexus. Oh, BOO FUCKING HOO! Ugh! I swear, I hate rich people. I want their money, but if I ever get their attitude, just shoot me with a high powered rifle, honestly.
I'm all jittery. One, I think I got an A on my last math test. Buku right on! Second, my trip to Phoenix is mere weeks away. Yes, you read correctly. I'm going to Phoenix. And yes, I'm driving. Why, you ask? Especially since it's only been...::counts:: three months since I left that shithole called a city? Simple answer....money. And lots of it. The Nextel Cup, Baby! Those backwoods redneck car-geeks are gonna get me MONEY! LOTS AND LOTS OF MONEY!!! Whee! Hehehe. Yes, that's why I'm driving 2400 miles. Besides, I love to drive, so it makes sense, doesn't it? Well, it does to me, anyways.
People out here better stop being grumpy, or I'm gonna start inviting all my Jerseyite friends to spice things up. Remember kids...Florida is where New Yorkers move to to become soft. ::sage nod:: No joke.