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So at last nights imp sleepover we went to Jack in the Box and i got a Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger and two tacos. The tacos were low quality but good. I was first introduced to them at the Jedi Club dealy. So they were like whatever, i know how they taste and they're only 99 cents. Thats not why i wrote this entry. I wrote this entry for the Jr. Bacon Cheeseburger.
I got it because i really like the unhealthy bacony cheesey fatty fat fat foods and it was only 99 cents. I'm kinda cheap like. (Unless its Sonny's Fish market, i spend a lot there. Good times) So we go back to the Steineys and i ate my first taco in the car. The second one on my arrival at the house and i left the burger for last.
It was wrapped shoddily, once again only 99 cents, and it was really pathetic, small and limp. But i'm like whatever its food, i didn't expect anything better. So i take a bite.
A bite of Mayo.
Filthy...
The whole sandwhich was one bacon strip, american cheese a slaughtered cow and enough mayo to shake a stick at. (I never understood the shaking the stick. I've never really shaked a stick at someone. Once i shook one of those fake swords and a lightsaber here and there but a stick just seems like i'm too poor to afford a real sword so i'm shaking this stick and you can probably kick my ass. Now i got an image of this old lady shaking a stick at a little boy and i bet she doesn't mean it to be a sword. Shes just angry at the boy for trying to eat the pie of the windowsill but being burned and dropping it. Shes not gonna chop off his head or a finger or two. Shes just frustrated at his foolery. This image also goes to the soundtrack of the dirty dozen brass band. Cause they'r playing right now and i really like them. goood times.) Sooo much mayo that i almost was choked by the fat that instantly congealed inside of me and is improving the chances of me getting a major stroke at the age of thirty and having to rely on a nurse named mindy who has to do everything for me since the left side of my body doesn't work anymore. (that means the right side of my brain got screwed up!)
Well i said to myself, "Timur, your poor as hell (right now everyones like, "What?? he has a job!!" Well i'm paid 7 dollars an hour and i don't work thaaaat much and they take a shit load of taxes out of my pay check, so i'm still poor.) so just eat the burger and count yourself lucky cause kids in the congo are starving."
Speaking about the congo! Well i think its the Congo, or the at the border or whatever. They killed like 180 kids and women with machetes and grenades and autmatic weapons. What a bunch of assholes. Some things in this world dont make sense.
Your homework for today is to go downtown with some friends to see a movie or just hang out and if you see a bum your gonna give him five dollars. Or a cigarette or alcohol or heroine whatever they want. But do it one time in your life. It doesn't even have to be today. Just buy them something nice and talk to them.
I got it because i really like the unhealthy bacony cheesey fatty fat fat foods and it was only 99 cents. I'm kinda cheap like. (Unless its Sonny's Fish market, i spend a lot there. Good times) So we go back to the Steineys and i ate my first taco in the car. The second one on my arrival at the house and i left the burger for last.
It was wrapped shoddily, once again only 99 cents, and it was really pathetic, small and limp. But i'm like whatever its food, i didn't expect anything better. So i take a bite.
A bite of Mayo.
Filthy...
The whole sandwhich was one bacon strip, american cheese a slaughtered cow and enough mayo to shake a stick at. (I never understood the shaking the stick. I've never really shaked a stick at someone. Once i shook one of those fake swords and a lightsaber here and there but a stick just seems like i'm too poor to afford a real sword so i'm shaking this stick and you can probably kick my ass. Now i got an image of this old lady shaking a stick at a little boy and i bet she doesn't mean it to be a sword. Shes just angry at the boy for trying to eat the pie of the windowsill but being burned and dropping it. Shes not gonna chop off his head or a finger or two. Shes just frustrated at his foolery. This image also goes to the soundtrack of the dirty dozen brass band. Cause they'r playing right now and i really like them. goood times.) Sooo much mayo that i almost was choked by the fat that instantly congealed inside of me and is improving the chances of me getting a major stroke at the age of thirty and having to rely on a nurse named mindy who has to do everything for me since the left side of my body doesn't work anymore. (that means the right side of my brain got screwed up!)
Well i said to myself, "Timur, your poor as hell (right now everyones like, "What?? he has a job!!" Well i'm paid 7 dollars an hour and i don't work thaaaat much and they take a shit load of taxes out of my pay check, so i'm still poor.) so just eat the burger and count yourself lucky cause kids in the congo are starving."
Speaking about the congo! Well i think its the Congo, or the at the border or whatever. They killed like 180 kids and women with machetes and grenades and autmatic weapons. What a bunch of assholes. Some things in this world dont make sense.
Your homework for today is to go downtown with some friends to see a movie or just hang out and if you see a bum your gonna give him five dollars. Or a cigarette or alcohol or heroine whatever they want. But do it one time in your life. It doesn't even have to be today. Just buy them something nice and talk to them.