Jul 05, 2003 05:48
As you may have seen, or not seen, I disappeared early from the club Friday night. But in my place, I sent out Breakfast-Ric!! (TM)
My icon tells the tale of what happened Friday night. A tale to make children cry & widows weep.
I went to Denny's to get some grub & for chillin out maxin relaxin old school & looking my sexy self. So along come these fine fly honeys, & they're all "ooo Ric, you make us shake that ass, & you're so sexy, we could eat you, cuz you taste like honey & cinnamon & sugar cuz you're all sweet like that", & then these fly honey's start licking me & eating my bacon eyebrows & toast crust mouth. & I'm like "Hey ladies, don't eat all the Riccer" & they became angry & stabbed my eye with a fork, & I was all bleeding strawberry jam all over the place, it was NOT awesome. & then Sister Magdalena of the Church of the Winged Phallus(TM) came by as I was crying tears of jam, & she made it all better. & that's my story & I'm sticking to it.
Did you all enjoy my story???