Dec 04, 2005 19:55
alright.
lets rendezvous.
im listening to trick daddy right now.
sometimes im amazed with the inappropriateness that is me.
look at that word, its seriously 47 minutes long.
anyway.
ohhh snap.
my rooms kind of a mess. wait no. it is a mess.
and i lost my credit card last night, then some lady knocked on my door and gave it back to me today.
and like, not a college girl, a lady. like she had less hair than whats acceptable, her nose was doing this weird thing, and she was holding my credit card.
first of all:
- how do you know where i live, lady, how?
- when was the last time you washed your hands?
- you look like a christmass tree.
- ok that last one wasnt a question.
and like, she stuck around for a, i dunno, reward? tip? invitation in?
i felt like doing that thing that kevin does in home alone 2 where the guy is waiting for a tip and kevin pulls out a stick of double mint and goes:
"dont worry, there's plenty more where that came from!"
ahhhh macauley. i used to dream about you naked. indeed, i did.
you know that everyones thinking, "i dont think thats how you spell. wait, maybe it is. i should look this up. it just doesnt look right, like, is there an 'h' somewhere in there? mac and cheese sounds really good right now."
yup. that's what ya'll are thinking.
ima skeedaddle. later all my pimpz and hoz.