Super Happy Fun Time
I’m listening to the radio this morning and first thing I hear is “Well that’s what they get for electing a young, hip hop listening dude”. After some initial confusion I find out that this radio host was talking about the Mayor of San Francisco. Why would he berate an individual that has been regarded as one of San Francisco’s most vibrant mayors?
Because he’s a cheaaaaaaater!! That’s right folks, who would have thought that San Francisco’s young, handsome, powerful mayor would cheat on his ex-wife. The nerve!
I’m sorry but I just find this whole situation funny. I’m trying to find pictures of said victim, but I imagine she’s a young, busty blonde with legs that are never ending. Mmmm.
On a different note, I hate the cries of a newborn. When kids get older it’s easier to make distinctions between differences of cries, but when a child is just a newborn, every cry sounds like something the Nazgul would make. It’s just really uncomfortable to hear, and makes me want to punch the baby.
I took some time to read some of my earlier posts when I joined Livejournal, and I noticed that I posted about Hilary waaaaay to much. You would think she was the center of my life or something. Like a superstar moved in to my residence and decided to kick it with me for a while. Damm, I’m glad I’m not like that anymore. Phew.
Boston is retarded. Being fooled by a bunch of blinking lights.
I think I should take Megan out on a date, now that she is single. Just call her up and see if she want’s to go out for some waffles. It would be the best date she has ever been on. She’ll forever be indebted to me.
Because he’s a cheaaaaaaater!! That’s right folks, who would have thought that San Francisco’s young, handsome, powerful mayor would cheat on his ex-wife. The nerve!
I’m sorry but I just find this whole situation funny. I’m trying to find pictures of said victim, but I imagine she’s a young, busty blonde with legs that are never ending. Mmmm.
On a different note, I hate the cries of a newborn. When kids get older it’s easier to make distinctions between differences of cries, but when a child is just a newborn, every cry sounds like something the Nazgul would make. It’s just really uncomfortable to hear, and makes me want to punch the baby.
I took some time to read some of my earlier posts when I joined Livejournal, and I noticed that I posted about Hilary waaaaay to much. You would think she was the center of my life or something. Like a superstar moved in to my residence and decided to kick it with me for a while. Damm, I’m glad I’m not like that anymore. Phew.
Boston is retarded. Being fooled by a bunch of blinking lights.
I think I should take Megan out on a date, now that she is single. Just call her up and see if she want’s to go out for some waffles. It would be the best date she has ever been on. She’ll forever be indebted to me.