Word life...
Yeah well I'm bored, it's Thursday so Smackdown!'s on, but I'd rather cut my wrist then watch that show. I keep whoring myself out to random women hoping something will catch on. I feel like Vince McMahon in the mid-90's, just throwing EVERY possible idea at the wall hoping something would stick, and well, the whole Steve Austin thing did. Anyway, one of these times my efforts to find a chick has to work. I can't fail forever. Yeah today was just another average day, Battle of the Bands is tomorrow so I'm trying to rally up the troops to go.
The troops:
Me
Breanna
Sam
Joanna
Heather
In the end, none except Breanna will end up going and then we'll just end up laughing at black people and call each other chink's and stuff. Should be fun. That's it for now, later fellas...
The troops:
Me
Breanna
Sam
Joanna
Heather
In the end, none except Breanna will end up going and then we'll just end up laughing at black people and call each other chink's and stuff. Should be fun. That's it for now, later fellas...