homie toy omens
okay so the other day robert and i took our friend shawn to the good ol' chicago establishment of "Hubs" for late nite greek food. bad idea since shawn gobbled down kilos of sloppy gyros - he apparently paid the price later that night several times in the washroom. yeah we say washroom here in the midwest. and we say pop and suckas (for lollipop) too. i ordered baklava and hot tea. and then i decide to put 50 cents into the "homie" toys gumball machine thinking - hey this will be a great little gift for mars. i'll mail it to him with a sweet letter. the machine spitted out a little rubbery toy resembling a brown woman pushing a baby carriage of twins! yikes!!!!! vanessa thinks the woman is god and the 2 kids are me and mars. i did say that if i had babies i'd like twins so that i can get the birthing process over in one 9 month cycle. mars says twins run in his family. no one's pregnant people. so no rumors.
punjoke of the day: what did my latino friend wear so that i could track him down easily?
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answer: a homie device!!!!!!!
ha ha ha ha.
waka waka waka.
so ya think i'm oh so political!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
laugh people. i'm back.
punjoke of the day: what did my latino friend wear so that i could track him down easily?
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answer: a homie device!!!!!!!
ha ha ha ha.
waka waka waka.
so ya think i'm oh so political!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
laugh people. i'm back.