Thursday, March 26, 2009

Telling time is for suckas...

Listening to On Our Own by Bobby Brown. It's dope to death. ... I'm falling asleep. ... Someone told me I could pour a Slurpee, I assume of a flavor of my own choice, down the crack of their ass and drink it. ... I saw a North Dakota license plate. I don't think I've ever seen one before that. ... Stephen wants to be a porn star. ... Chris turned 21 and chaos ensued. He ate fruit out of a real porn star's vagina, got two lap dances from an Asian stripper with a tank, got fall-down drunk, threw up so much his soul escaped his body and he will forever be a member of the Tank City City Council and recalled none of it the next day. ... Ms. Mills can get it. ... I don't like Las Vegas. It's for people doing things in excess. That's not me. I like steak and mashed patatoes and tequila on ice. So I don't need clubs to charge me $40 to go inside and buy $16 drinks. ... Does anyone else find it interesting or ironic that Christianity follows a man who was Jewish? Or that it follows a book written by a man who added and subtracted parts of the original as he saw fit? ... And there's my problem with religion. It's not real. It is man-made and skewed. I'm not saying the people within the pages don't exist because who the fuck really knows? What I'm saying is people will believe whatever they are conditioned to. If you are currently a straight up Catholic, but let's say you grew up Buddhist. Would you have the forsight to seek out a Bible and read it and be convinced to change religions? Think about that while I marinate this kitty. ... There should be a free hard-core porn channel. ... Girls who don't wear panties are my friends. ... Rhianna might be on heroin. I might have written that before. ... Give Chris Brown credit. He smacked her up to the point where she lost conciousness but still loves the kid. Now that's dedication. ... I've learned how to not let small fights escalate. I now am more capable of shutting them off before they go too far. And I've learned to swallow my pride and be the bigger person/adult. That's taxing. ... Speaking of taxes, do yours. And if you don't, I don't care. Just don't call me from jail because I don't like when people call me from jail. Only prison. Cuz then you did something I can probably respect. ... Egotastic is a good site. ... Me and Alex are planning on getting fucked up in less than two weeks. ... If newspapers are extinct in three years, will anyone under the age of 30 even care? ... I've defended Kim Kardashian a lot, but fuck, she makes it harder and harder. ... http://www.collegehumor.com/picture:131849 ... Skeet, skeet, skeet. ... I have trouble telling time with the little hand and big hand. ... I'm left-handed. ... Why would I care if you took pictures at the club the other night if there isn't any nudity in them or you're not trying to show me you want to hook me up with? ... One of my good friends just got divorce papers. This could be a good thing. ... I don't feel like tipping people anymore. When did this all start anyway? ... I feel like eating a Kit Kat. ... Talk slick and I'll beat you right. ... I get obsessed with UPS tracking numbers. ... Listening to Down and Out by Cam'ron. ... Be cool and don't push people into swimming pools unless they provoke such actions.

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