i finally got a fuckin cast on. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . what the fuck are you talking about chep? why do you have a cast
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seriously--that sux man.
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--chepe--
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no seriously. my pop "told" (but really he yelled at me, like it was my fault. oh well, that guy is crazy but damn can he make chicken!) me about it already, "expressing" his feelings in a very professional manner the only way a mexican father can. it sounded a little something like this:
"sabes que che-ma se quebro su pinche mano otraves? no, como chinga el cabron! (by now hes hot and bothered) ya agaro un pinche tickete el cabron con la patineta esa! (notice the inflated sence of worry towards his son's well being)..."
by now he was muttering to himself, still disraught in his own little sence. i love the big lug. be safe comming over here dude! imma pick you up so call when you leave SD and when you arrive. see ya then assmunkey!
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