i think i may have hit a new record of posts for a day.
whoopdee fuckin doo.
just got home from the bar.
two things:
A--i haven't even thought about fantasy fucking friday and
2--some guy showed us his prince albert.
in fairness, we did ask...
also, that was one of the coolest things to happen to me at a bar in a long time.
heh.
i need to get a life.
oh, and if you don't know what a prince albert is...
you're missing out.
and you can go here--
to find out more.
highly stimulating reading.
hehe.
and.
something else.
oh yeah, we sang a song that i couldn't sing.
which isn't much of a surprise, but i still hate it.
Creep, Radiohead.
great song.
i can't sing worth a shit, however.
we put in a thing for candlebox (again),
but we left before our turn.
sang it last time...
rocked it.
and.
i'm not drunk.
and.
i'm going to get laid.
not give laid?
stupid expression.
i don't "get" laid.
i am an active participant, god dammmmit!
and.
i think i just used an exclamation point.
i don't do that very often.
AND.
i like this format.
and.
i like your new haircut.
it makes you look older, but in a good way.
and.
i don't see how anything--most especially children--
could be cheaper by the dozen.
but i read the book when i was a youngster and rather enjoyed it.
probably moreso than you're enjoying this.
wait, no.
probably less so.
OH!!!!!
and i figured out--
because the fucking rain finally stopped--
that it's A FULL MOON.
that's my motherfucking problem
NOT PMS.
so there.
fuck you all.
no really--call me ;)
later suckers--
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