*No you can't find nothin' at all..
dave and joy have been here all night.
"and were all fucking bastards, and we hate your wife, we hate your family, and were gunna kidnap your children!"
"youll be lying on the ground dead. the whole family will be on the street lying wounded from the atomic bomb. youll be in the hospital, and theyll say 'mr.palmer, is there anything i can do for you?!' and you youll say 'dont worry about my virus protection!'"
we are definitely going to their family reunion in jamaica this february. holy moses, im so excited.
today, beard and me pulled some brilliance.
no teacher showed up for philosophy, so a bunch of us played catch with this minibasketball from all angles around the room for like 20 minutes. we all left the class, obviously.
lunch was comical as fuck. i stole geesers chicken pasta thing, and dane and me played catch with this stress ball for about 15 minutes. i played some guitar, but i always hate when people do that just to show off, so i tried to play pretty quiet.
world religion was sooo comical.
we went to the library, and dane, beard, ross, and me sat around at one table.
i said something about wanting...
"a drink, but like, a real ass drink."
and the next thing we knew, we were imagining if we worked at macdonalds, and were like "so uh, lemme read back your order. you want...big ass fries, and a medium ass coke?"
next thing we knew, the restaurant was just called assburger.
"id like an assburger combo with extra ass cheese."
"ya, hi, ive got a coupon for some free ass fries."
"ill have asscakes, with sausage, assbrowns, and uh...large ass juice."
"excuse me, my son wanted the blue ass toy..."
"hey! theres not enough ass chocolate on my sundae!"
it went on for way longer than it should have. probably at least 20 minutes.
this friday, im going to the rocket summer with travis and bianca. after, mom, dad, and me are going to the hotel in port hope for the tournament. were all gettin so loaded.
hockey tomorrow. were gunna lose again.
i got this stretchy capo tonite, so i wrote a killer new song. i do mean to brag: its gunna be unbelievable.
i feel really really weird about life. life as a whole.
..iftherewasnothingthereallalong*
"and were all fucking bastards, and we hate your wife, we hate your family, and were gunna kidnap your children!"
"youll be lying on the ground dead. the whole family will be on the street lying wounded from the atomic bomb. youll be in the hospital, and theyll say 'mr.palmer, is there anything i can do for you?!' and you youll say 'dont worry about my virus protection!'"
we are definitely going to their family reunion in jamaica this february. holy moses, im so excited.
today, beard and me pulled some brilliance.
no teacher showed up for philosophy, so a bunch of us played catch with this minibasketball from all angles around the room for like 20 minutes. we all left the class, obviously.
lunch was comical as fuck. i stole geesers chicken pasta thing, and dane and me played catch with this stress ball for about 15 minutes. i played some guitar, but i always hate when people do that just to show off, so i tried to play pretty quiet.
world religion was sooo comical.
we went to the library, and dane, beard, ross, and me sat around at one table.
i said something about wanting...
"a drink, but like, a real ass drink."
and the next thing we knew, we were imagining if we worked at macdonalds, and were like "so uh, lemme read back your order. you want...big ass fries, and a medium ass coke?"
next thing we knew, the restaurant was just called assburger.
"id like an assburger combo with extra ass cheese."
"ya, hi, ive got a coupon for some free ass fries."
"ill have asscakes, with sausage, assbrowns, and uh...large ass juice."
"excuse me, my son wanted the blue ass toy..."
"hey! theres not enough ass chocolate on my sundae!"
it went on for way longer than it should have. probably at least 20 minutes.
this friday, im going to the rocket summer with travis and bianca. after, mom, dad, and me are going to the hotel in port hope for the tournament. were all gettin so loaded.
hockey tomorrow. were gunna lose again.
i got this stretchy capo tonite, so i wrote a killer new song. i do mean to brag: its gunna be unbelievable.
i feel really really weird about life. life as a whole.
..iftherewasnothingthereallalong*