My place to rant & rave & bitch & moan.
2009-05-13
You stupid, desperate fool.
Just came back from a very inspiring jog, so I have some things to say.
Number 1.
You stupid, dumb boy. Little do you know, I don't care that you care it was my birthday. I don't care that you want to take me out for dinner, because I have better ways to spend my time, like pick up dog poop. I don't care that you just broke up with your girlfriend of 6 years. What, do you think I would actually be interested?
HOW DARE YOU.
Off you go, little one... reject, block, delete. Dumb fucker.
Number 2.
I just realized that I never "wished" for anything for my birthday, I blew out candles from that adidas-breast cake, but I never made my wishes because I was too drunk and too busy licking the boobage. So, here I go....
Wish 1 - For my parents to be healthy and happy forever and ever.
Wish 2 - For my parents to be healthy and happy forever and ever.
Wish 3 - Apparently I'm supposed to keep the last one to myself.
Number 3.
My plans will not change.
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what an aggressive blog. relax.
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wow, crazy....
ReplyDeleteYour birthday that we celebrated at the chinese restaurant was awesome. Except my friend's birthday was WAYYYYYYY more awesome than that.
i just read the last blog HAhhAhaHAH 'mystical chinese creature wanting to be your everything' AHAHhAhaHAH niiiiice good one.
ReplyDeletewho told you you were fat? i'll kick their ass.
i love you suz
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