Fuck Francis, Pray for Sweeet and Julie
im kinda over the whole livejournal thing, so i dont really post anymore unless something significant has happened. no, im not talking about Hurricane Francis. I am going to post about the best conversation i have ever been in and i didnt even have to speak.
sam shorts: damm weather men
Auto response from SippinAFordy: prayers and good luck to julie and sweeet
sam shorts: they wont say STUART
sam shorts: they're like "its hitting 35 miles north east of west palm beach"
sam shorts: FUCK YOU ASS HOLES JUST SAY THE NAME OF MY HOMETOWN!!
sam shorts: STUART STUART STUUUUUUUUUUUART
sam shorts: i hate this
sam shorts: STUART
sam shorts: fucking assholes
sam shorts: wont name my town
sam shorts: what? too small for you?
sam shorts: how bout my FIST UP YOUR ASS
sam shorts: is that too small for you too?
sam shorts: FUCKING SAY THE NAME!
sam shorts: STUART
sam shorts: S
sam shorts: T
sam shorts: U
sam shorts: A
sam shorts: R
sam shorts: T
sam shorts: goddamit
sam shorts: im getting mad
sam shorts: like really mad
sam shorts: like ready to fight off a whole pack of wild asians man
sam shorts: thats how mad i am right now
sam shorts: like a mad cow
sam shorts: MOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
sam shorts: fuck you, fuck the weather man, fuck frances, fuck asians, fuck this, fuck that, fuck everyone
sam shorts: your roomates cool
sam shorts: peace dudes im out
sam shorts: STUART
sam shorts: ford buy them a clue, just tell them the name is STUART
sam shorts: say it proud
sam shorts: say it loud
sam shorts: STUART
sam shorts: REPRESENT
sam shorts: peace dudes im out
sam shorts: (props to me for having a ten minute convo with myself)
sam shorts: *pats self on back*
sam shorts: *gives high five to self*
sam shorts: *eats rice with chopsticks made by self*
sam shorts: *looks at self in mirror*
sam shorts: *daaaaaaaamn realizes self has mighty fine hind regions*
sam shorts: *takes picture of self*
sam shorts: *frames picture of self*
sam shorts: *frames picture of self and places framed picture of self over pictures of ryan ford*
sam shorts: *admires self portrait*
sam shorts: *thinks to self, where the hell is ryan ford?*
sam shorts: *self realizes all her friends's power is out, so she cant talk to anyone online*
sam shorts: *self gets depressed*
sam shorts: *self realizes theres still have a pie in fridge*
sam shorts: *self is no longer depressed*
sam shorts: *self jumps up*
sam shorts: *self runs out the door*
sam shorts: *self flys to kitchen*
sam shorts: *and the rest is self-history*
sam shorts signed off at 11:45:32 PM.
-what did i tell you. amazing = sam. again, good luck to everyone holding down the fort back home, much love from gainesville.