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[soyouthink]

I had Chex Mix and Red Bull for breakfast this morning. That means 1) I can't focus on work and 2) I want to talk a lot, but my favorite work boy is working from home today.

So, let's play ASK ME ANYTHING. That also means I'm leaving this entry public so you folks can ask things anonymously, which could spell trouble. But I like trouble.

Comments

[all_hail_duke]

i'm pretty sure we've established that you mean chex mix and sparks.

[soyouthink]

I almost wonder if I could pull out a Sparks, because I don't know that everyone knows about it's secret alcohol content.

[f_o_n_y]

you should've taken the sparks windchimes and hung them up at work!

[bular]

I don't think they do, I have a friend who used to drive around drinking them until she realized that they had alcohol in them. And the other day I was at a little store up the road with my boss and he had never heard of it. I'm totally going to start drinking them at work.

[f_o_n_y]

what exactly WOULD you do for a blondyke?

[soyouthink]

I told you! I'd do my nails!

Or you know, pretty much anything at this point, especially for my favorite bitch of a blonde non-dyke that tends bar at that magical place we've not visited in a long time.

[f_o_n_y]

you mean the one we should probably go see saturday? you can order a shot of "stop pretending you're married to a dude".

[soyouthink]

i'm down, dude. i'll even do my hair. with a visor, maybe, because it looks like such ass.

i'll order a round of "it's okay to admit you like vajayjay considering you're working for a bar with the word GAY in the title".

[bohyne]

Would you let Fiddy put it in your butt too?

[soyouthink]

Maybe Kanye!

[bohyne]

Let's maybe discuss how much of a walking vagina kanye looks like:

Pansy-Ass Orange Purse-Carrying Wienie:

[soyouthink]

Fiddy is dumb because:

1.) His name is Fiddy.
2.) He has a lyric that says "I love you like a fat kid love cake"

re: kanye

[anonymous]

dear mam'selle,

i do not know a single kanye tune, nor do i know of his sexual polarities.
all i know is that he stood up and said what everyone
was thinking but were too weak or afraid to say to the world:
"bush doesn't like poor black people."
for that alone, i will not mock his orange purse/bag or whosoever he wishes
to trade precious bodily fluids.

now, fitty, he just be BEGGIN' to be shot one last time.

the aztec calendar ends in 2012, either for aesthetic reasons, or because the
world will end in such a way that makes calendars irrelevant.

assuming that the second assumption is true, how do you propose to spend
your remaining time on earth?

in any case, have a good life.

sincerely,
infrequent reader in san pedro

ps what i do read of yours is a-okay, like cyrano telling the news of the world to
roxanne. so thanks for that.