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| Letter to my Friends |
Good Morning,
Well I guess its not really morning anymore, wait, its 9:18. Today they are walking around serving breakfast but they don't have change for a $20 so I have to make up for the loss of food by drinking coffee. The coffee isn't that bad. Well to tell you the truth I don't know if it is the coffee or it is just my Jim Morrison coffee mug that is shouting out in complete awesomeness. Timbaland is playing on the radio it that "The Way I Are" song.
You know I never really liked it but after listening to it so many times it is pretty catchy. I guess if we all had something like Keri Hilton on our side then maybe the world would be a better place. I was thinking the other day why I could only use 160 characters when I text and why the hell do they call the letters, numbers, and symbols characters? Like when I think of characters I wonder about the little blue things that hang around mushroom wearing itty bitty diapers all trying to bang that one chick who seems to give it up to all the other blue things except you.
Now when I say "you" I don't mean you I mean you as if you wear the little blue thing trying to stick your P into the V of the village harlot.
I was thinking and the only reason I was thinking was because I was talking to this guy, who isn't my friend by the way, about how his kid urinates the bed. He told me the reason for it was because he dreams about it when he sleeps. I would certainly hope that he was dreaming about it when he was asleep cause if not then that would be weird. By that I mean if he is dreaming while he lays in his bed in the middle of the night wide awake.
Anyways I said that's pretty interesting, I remember doing that, I guess.
Then the brain started processing thought. If you dream about draining the lizard and you wake to find out that you are indeed releasing the hounds then why is it when you dream that your bumping ugliest with some random "dream girl" you wake up for some dumb ass reason. Then you find yourself trying to go back to sleep as fast as humanly possible hoping that you jump right into the same exact dream. As if this was some sort of weird Freddy Kruger movie.
Weird Names of people I know
Man On Fire, Whiteboy, Brizzack, G-Zus, Ling Ling, Jrod, Hairy Palmer, Barsinister, Chicelean, Cornleaf, Douche, V, Wong, Wong, that's about it for now.
Zombies are not coming.
Okay, I lied zombies are coming.
Why would anyone want to be a Lycan that would so not be cool, unless your with someone who is into bestiality that would be gross. I would rather be a vampire. I said it, fuck the sun. What did the sun ever do for you? I wrote a letter to the congress man about a couple years back and explained to him my theory of Fat chicks, icecream, and a space ship, okay not space ship but like a giant rocket. Anyways you would pack that shit in and shoot it off to the sun wiping that mofo out.
Stupid sun!!
Well it has been nice. I would like to thank the Lord Almighty, my family, my friends, especially Lil Worm. Yo you were sick son, but its okay, it doesn't count if you don't remember, but we all know the truth.
Well in the words of Gwen, " I aint no holla back girl" deuces.
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Posted by blazet_2002 on 2009-06-05 13:50:46 | Rating: | Views: 118
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