OH MY FUCKING GOD
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so last night, i went to the sixers game-and when the sixers were going out on the court from the locker room to shoot around, kyle came out... and i stuck my hand out for like a high-five.... and he slapped my hand. KYLE SLAPPED MY HAND! ASKJDHAJKSDHJKH... im never washing my right hand ever again.
ohhh no buddy, this aint over! im only half way through this story.
at the end of the game i ran over to aisle to the lockerroom and some guy was standing there all big and buff, "no autographs. no autographs. no autographs. no autoraphs" shaking his head obnoxiosuly and shit. and then kyle walked by and my brother in law eric just yelled out sooo fuckin loud, "KYLE! KYLE KORVER! PLEASE SIGN THIS FOR DANIELLA. FOR DANIELLA. KYLE KORVER PLEASE SIGN FOR DANIELLA"... and then maybe he was just scared out of his mind because eric was practically screaming at him.. or maybe hes just a ncie guy and thought i was cute =0) but point is.. he signed my sweatshirt.. huge... right on the pocket. and accidently wrote on my chin =0)
but josh hardy just walked up to me.. and goes,
josh: "you hear what eli said to kyle korver?"
me: "no..."
josh: "eli said dont talk to that girl, shes a slut. and kyle said yeah she probably is, she looks like one"
so eli rosenberg, if you fucking ever talk to me again, i will kill you. go fucking burn in hell you fucker, go jerk off to some more pics of your mom, and pee in your brothers mouth again, and shave another 'e' into the back of your head. just go die. please? yeah. tahnks. i only used you to get down to the court.
hehe and im not locking this entry, i dont give a FUCK who sees this. thanks! thanks for ruining my dream... i love you so much eli. and by love i mean i fucking hate you, go shove a cock up your ass.
so last night, i went to the sixers game-and when the sixers were going out on the court from the locker room to shoot around, kyle came out... and i stuck my hand out for like a high-five.... and he slapped my hand. KYLE SLAPPED MY HAND! ASKJDHAJKSDHJKH... im never washing my right hand ever again.
ohhh no buddy, this aint over! im only half way through this story.
at the end of the game i ran over to aisle to the lockerroom and some guy was standing there all big and buff, "no autographs. no autographs. no autographs. no autoraphs" shaking his head obnoxiosuly and shit. and then kyle walked by and my brother in law eric just yelled out sooo fuckin loud, "KYLE! KYLE KORVER! PLEASE SIGN THIS FOR DANIELLA. FOR DANIELLA. KYLE KORVER PLEASE SIGN FOR DANIELLA"... and then maybe he was just scared out of his mind because eric was practically screaming at him.. or maybe hes just a ncie guy and thought i was cute =0) but point is.. he signed my sweatshirt.. huge... right on the pocket. and accidently wrote on my chin =0)
but josh hardy just walked up to me.. and goes,
josh: "you hear what eli said to kyle korver?"
me: "no..."
josh: "eli said dont talk to that girl, shes a slut. and kyle said yeah she probably is, she looks like one"
so eli rosenberg, if you fucking ever talk to me again, i will kill you. go fucking burn in hell you fucker, go jerk off to some more pics of your mom, and pee in your brothers mouth again, and shave another 'e' into the back of your head. just go die. please? yeah. tahnks. i only used you to get down to the court.
hehe and im not locking this entry, i dont give a FUCK who sees this. thanks! thanks for ruining my dream... i love you so much eli. and by love i mean i fucking hate you, go shove a cock up your ass.