happy fricken new year
Hey kids! HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Yeah I agree with Whitney...its a total waste of a holiday, except its an awesome excuse to get off work, have a party and get bodaciously wasted. That's what I'm talking about.
Yeah, who can say, fun with fireworks!! Well...actually I can't. But it was close. I'll wait till July, then I can play with fire and such. Oh yeah, and previously speaking of waste...let's talk about my basement, friends?! I'm extremely impressed, children. I think my house wins by hmmm 100000 for most trashed. Even if no one did lick my pets. Do I get a prize?? I'm thinking a new vacuum cleaner would be sufficient...
And never do we let Raymond come in contact with balloons and rice-filled balloons. It infested my carpet. There are maggots living there now. I think one could say, untamed beast?!
Its okay, Raymond's my friend.
The vacuum's quite full, shall you say, steph? All you could hear was a shitload of rice wellowing up the tube...I was so amused, I recorded it on my phone. Yes, I recorded my vacuum on my phone. Oh and whitney, thanks for helping me eat all the fondue that almost went to waste (OH NO! God forbid)...well until SOMEONE (ahem blane)decided chocolate fondue and pepperoni pizza should be somewhat of a good mix. Well, for a revolution or some discovery...it isn't. Sorry, man.
Haha and thanks for waking me up at fucking 8 in the morning to clean because I almost shit myself, you know, I was so excited to clean my basement. And sorry for hitting you in the left eye as many times as I did. You deserve it, I think...I don't remember why though.
Because I love talking about cleaning so much, I'm going to stop to save your fucking souls. Unless you would like to sell them to me. Or your virginity.
So I think I'm going to puke now.
Or go sledding on the mud...damn, God, where's the fucking snow?!
Or I don't think so because it's dark. So I'm going to make a balogna sandwich of myself
Merry Easter,
the coolest of the spectacular
Yeah, who can say, fun with fireworks!! Well...actually I can't. But it was close. I'll wait till July, then I can play with fire and such. Oh yeah, and previously speaking of waste...let's talk about my basement, friends?! I'm extremely impressed, children. I think my house wins by hmmm 100000 for most trashed. Even if no one did lick my pets. Do I get a prize?? I'm thinking a new vacuum cleaner would be sufficient...
And never do we let Raymond come in contact with balloons and rice-filled balloons. It infested my carpet. There are maggots living there now. I think one could say, untamed beast?!
Its okay, Raymond's my friend.
The vacuum's quite full, shall you say, steph? All you could hear was a shitload of rice wellowing up the tube...I was so amused, I recorded it on my phone. Yes, I recorded my vacuum on my phone. Oh and whitney, thanks for helping me eat all the fondue that almost went to waste (OH NO! God forbid)...well until SOMEONE (ahem blane)decided chocolate fondue and pepperoni pizza should be somewhat of a good mix. Well, for a revolution or some discovery...it isn't. Sorry, man.
Haha and thanks for waking me up at fucking 8 in the morning to clean because I almost shit myself, you know, I was so excited to clean my basement. And sorry for hitting you in the left eye as many times as I did. You deserve it, I think...I don't remember why though.
Because I love talking about cleaning so much, I'm going to stop to save your fucking souls. Unless you would like to sell them to me. Or your virginity.
So I think I'm going to puke now.
Or go sledding on the mud...damn, God, where's the fucking snow?!
Or I don't think so because it's dark. So I'm going to make a balogna sandwich of myself
Merry Easter,
the coolest of the spectacular