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I'm on MySpace, and a buddy of mine has been sending out these completely random and awesomely funny little bulletins. I don't want them to disappear, so I'm immortalizing them here.
"Do you remember......."
Do you remember the time we got wasted and stole the DMC from Back to the Future, and took it back to 1943 where we played cards with Hitler all night. Man hes such a sore losser. I beat him with a full house and he threatend to eradicate my race, and I was all like " Oh yeah you and what army?" and he was like "This one", and I was all like "holy shit dude whered you get your own army, I want one." And then these guys in a phone both showed up, one of them was named So-crates. Yeah that night kicked ass.
"Do you remember ..... (Part 2)"
Do you remember the time my imaginary friend Renalto and I took some vacume cleaners and taped them to the roof of my car, then set them to blow thinking it would make my car go faster, like a jet. Yeah that didn,t work. After that my imaginary friend would start hanging out w/ the other kids and not me. I'd be like " so I'll see ya later Renalto" and he'd be like "whatever queer". Then he went off to join some new orginization called Sea Quest DSV. I'm not sure what they do but I hear they have talking dolphins which sounds cool.
"Bad day."
You know what I do when I have a bad day. I take a home pregency test. That way I can say "well at least I'm not pregnent" and I know that a better day is just around the corner.
"The things dreams are made of...."
I've always wonderded, what does your foot dream about when it falls asleep. Does it dream about a world free of foot odor, or perhaps the feel of soft grass as it runs through a medow free from the confines of the rest of your body. Maybe it dreams about being a foot astronaught, perhaps a deep sea explorer. I dont know the answers now, but I'm sure in time after significant electroshock therapy my foot will start talking. Until then we wait.
"Do you remember......."
Do you remember the time we got wasted and stole the DMC from Back to the Future, and took it back to 1943 where we played cards with Hitler all night. Man hes such a sore losser. I beat him with a full house and he threatend to eradicate my race, and I was all like " Oh yeah you and what army?" and he was like "This one", and I was all like "holy shit dude whered you get your own army, I want one." And then these guys in a phone both showed up, one of them was named So-crates. Yeah that night kicked ass.
"Do you remember ..... (Part 2)"
Do you remember the time my imaginary friend Renalto and I took some vacume cleaners and taped them to the roof of my car, then set them to blow thinking it would make my car go faster, like a jet. Yeah that didn,t work. After that my imaginary friend would start hanging out w/ the other kids and not me. I'd be like " so I'll see ya later Renalto" and he'd be like "whatever queer". Then he went off to join some new orginization called Sea Quest DSV. I'm not sure what they do but I hear they have talking dolphins which sounds cool.
"Bad day."
You know what I do when I have a bad day. I take a home pregency test. That way I can say "well at least I'm not pregnent" and I know that a better day is just around the corner.
"The things dreams are made of...."
I've always wonderded, what does your foot dream about when it falls asleep. Does it dream about a world free of foot odor, or perhaps the feel of soft grass as it runs through a medow free from the confines of the rest of your body. Maybe it dreams about being a foot astronaught, perhaps a deep sea explorer. I dont know the answers now, but I'm sure in time after significant electroshock therapy my foot will start talking. Until then we wait.