Fred's Sister=Incredibly HOT
Well well, nothing much of any real significance happened today. I ran into Fred while at Chicken Lou's waiting for my morning dose of hot chicken in the mouth. Fred was blabbling on and on about some boring shit about the lamos back home..."blah blah, Mike D still takes it up the ass, Yoko's still being Yoko, Brian had parasites..." Basically, Fred was doing what he does best: being a complete and utter jackass. Finally, after a few minutes of mind-bending banter which I thought would never cease, he mentioned how he was going to be late for his Sociology class (which doesn't even really count as a class, but that's a topic for another day). So, finally, after losing probably thousands of precious brain cells by listening to that long-haired, sneaker wearing FREAK, I was off and ready to start my day the best way...with hot chicken in my mouth.
I went to class and worked grading papers today, nothing of any real consequence happened - they STILL have Windows workstations in MY LINUX LAB! Those cocksuckers. I'm thinking maybe some upcoming weekend after some hot sex with Emmers, we two can get wasted and break in, douse the Windows machines with gasoline, and burn the fuckers to the ground! Take that Billy! Of course, we still haven't ironed-out exactly how we're going to go about doing it without harming the nearby Linux machines, and not burning down Cullinane Hall altogether... Those aspects will be figured out, though, I'm sure.
Well now that I've given away my secret plan of Windows destruction (or have I?), I will leave you with some words of wisdom by my favorite band of all time, Anal Cunt...
I WAS IN A BAD MOOD, BECAUSE MY CRACK HOUSE GOT BUSTED
I SAW YOU, AND YOUR DUMB LOOKING WIFE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
I COULD TELL IT WAS TRUE LOVE
SO AS THE TRAIN PULLED IN, I PUSHED HER INTO IT
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
IT WAS ON THE ORANGE LIME, BUT THE TRACKS WHERE RED
I PUSHED THAT CUNT IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
YOU HAD TO TELL YOUR DAUGHTER, THAT HER MUMMY WAS DEAD
I went to class and worked grading papers today, nothing of any real consequence happened - they STILL have Windows workstations in MY LINUX LAB! Those cocksuckers. I'm thinking maybe some upcoming weekend after some hot sex with Emmers, we two can get wasted and break in, douse the Windows machines with gasoline, and burn the fuckers to the ground! Take that Billy! Of course, we still haven't ironed-out exactly how we're going to go about doing it without harming the nearby Linux machines, and not burning down Cullinane Hall altogether... Those aspects will be figured out, though, I'm sure.
Well now that I've given away my secret plan of Windows destruction (or have I?), I will leave you with some words of wisdom by my favorite band of all time, Anal Cunt...
I WAS IN A BAD MOOD, BECAUSE MY CRACK HOUSE GOT BUSTED
I SAW YOU, AND YOUR DUMB LOOKING WIFE WAITING FOR THE TRAIN
I COULD TELL IT WAS TRUE LOVE
SO AS THE TRAIN PULLED IN, I PUSHED HER INTO IT
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
I PUSHED YOUR WIFE IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
IT WAS ON THE ORANGE LIME, BUT THE TRACKS WHERE RED
I PUSHED THAT CUNT IN FRONT OF THE SUBWAY
YOU HAD TO TELL YOUR DAUGHTER, THAT HER MUMMY WAS DEAD