Pizza...Invisible Man LP
Hey peoples.
I have not wrote in this little bitch since...Friday i believe...i think...i dunno. Who actually gives a shit. ANYWAY the weekend was good because we ate pizza on Saturday night. You will have no idea what kind of happyness Angela and pizza bring me. Also Clark just so he doesn't whine like a little bitch which he probably will.
Anyway, the weekend was good as a seen/saw (i don't fuckin' CARE) Angela on both Friday, Saturday...and of course today which is Sunday last time i checked. We were babysitting her little sister so we ordering in some £18 pizza and a video which was SHITE! The video i mean not the pizza. The pizza was bitchin. ANNNNND motherfuckers, before any of you get cheeky like you all fuckin' do we did not get up to any shit OK! We had fun, eating pizza and watchin' that shitty film called "Mr In-Between". I wasn't even following it my attention span does not go that far on British made films. Frankly...i was happy the stupid sumumma-bitch jumped off the damn cliff in the end. Stupid fool.
Anyway, weekend was good but moving on.
I have been told by someone annonymous (Clark) to promote his CD. Well, Clarks CD is called "Invisible Man LP" and features 12, count 'em, 12 MOTHERFUCKIN' TRACKS that are all great and full of "i wanna kill myself for right now" lyrics. How many of you assholes have produced 12 songs hand written by your damn self and recorded them in the most advanced technological ways possible? None of you? No, well neither has Clark. He has recorded them over a shitty computer mic onto a copied CD using his voice and his acoustic guitar and probably didn't hand write these lyrics, he wrote them on his RMPS jotter but THATS not the fuckin point. The point his this 12 tracked jam session all came from Clark's talentless brain. I mean talanted. Unfortunately (has that got an 'e' in it?) he has not got a record deal with Warner Bros or EMI Records and has only recorded 7 of these on CD. One of which i have been given personally by the multi-cultured, musical fuckin egg-head himself. So if you wanna hear this shit, i dunno, weither your depressed as shit, wanna kill yourself or if you just wanna cry, then ask him to send you some online, and a great deal it is too, for if you ask next time he's onlin,e it will only cost you £10 and you will get a personal kick in the ass from myself. So ask Clark for some of his crazy assed songs online.
But in all seriousness...i hate my fuckin' PS2, i'm playing the shitty thing AGAIN and i'm gonna kill it. Anyway, i'm off 'till Thursday untill a certain crew of us march into an exam room and sit on our asses writting about Christianity vs. Science and Evolution (Handicap Match) and Hinduism vs. ...Hinduism (Split-Personality Match). So whoever's got Maths tomorrow...HA FUCKIN' HA! But good luck to everyone who has exams left.
Remember...get Clarks songs...and kick him in the ass.
Catch ya later everyone.
Good Time Boys roll on!
Peace!
JaK
I have not wrote in this little bitch since...Friday i believe...i think...i dunno. Who actually gives a shit. ANYWAY the weekend was good because we ate pizza on Saturday night. You will have no idea what kind of happyness Angela and pizza bring me. Also Clark just so he doesn't whine like a little bitch which he probably will.
Anyway, the weekend was good as a seen/saw (i don't fuckin' CARE) Angela on both Friday, Saturday...and of course today which is Sunday last time i checked. We were babysitting her little sister so we ordering in some £18 pizza and a video which was SHITE! The video i mean not the pizza. The pizza was bitchin. ANNNNND motherfuckers, before any of you get cheeky like you all fuckin' do we did not get up to any shit OK! We had fun, eating pizza and watchin' that shitty film called "Mr In-Between". I wasn't even following it my attention span does not go that far on British made films. Frankly...i was happy the stupid sumumma-bitch jumped off the damn cliff in the end. Stupid fool.
Anyway, weekend was good but moving on.
I have been told by someone annonymous (Clark) to promote his CD. Well, Clarks CD is called "Invisible Man LP" and features 12, count 'em, 12 MOTHERFUCKIN' TRACKS that are all great and full of "i wanna kill myself for right now" lyrics. How many of you assholes have produced 12 songs hand written by your damn self and recorded them in the most advanced technological ways possible? None of you? No, well neither has Clark. He has recorded them over a shitty computer mic onto a copied CD using his voice and his acoustic guitar and probably didn't hand write these lyrics, he wrote them on his RMPS jotter but THATS not the fuckin point. The point his this 12 tracked jam session all came from Clark's talentless brain. I mean talanted. Unfortunately (has that got an 'e' in it?) he has not got a record deal with Warner Bros or EMI Records and has only recorded 7 of these on CD. One of which i have been given personally by the multi-cultured, musical fuckin egg-head himself. So if you wanna hear this shit, i dunno, weither your depressed as shit, wanna kill yourself or if you just wanna cry, then ask him to send you some online, and a great deal it is too, for if you ask next time he's onlin,e it will only cost you £10 and you will get a personal kick in the ass from myself. So ask Clark for some of his crazy assed songs online.
But in all seriousness...i hate my fuckin' PS2, i'm playing the shitty thing AGAIN and i'm gonna kill it. Anyway, i'm off 'till Thursday untill a certain crew of us march into an exam room and sit on our asses writting about Christianity vs. Science and Evolution (Handicap Match) and Hinduism vs. ...Hinduism (Split-Personality Match). So whoever's got Maths tomorrow...HA FUCKIN' HA! But good luck to everyone who has exams left.
Remember...get Clarks songs...and kick him in the ass.
Catch ya later everyone.
Good Time Boys roll on!
Peace!
JaK