So, I'm not here to spout my shit. Unless I change my mind about that. I don't have much to say until I'm drunk. And even less when I'm high. Since I'm usually at work when I'm online, I'm rarely drunk and always high. What I do love to do is read YOUR blogs and offer my thoughts. Yes, I'm That Guy.
And Suz and IV, you're my peeps!
Sure am sore from dancing on the ceiling all night. All the blood rushing through a girl's tennis wristband and into my chicken-bucket head and all.
How's the shoulder, Cheese? Head knuckle? Pride?
Well, I guess I should put some folders or some shit on my desk so it looks like I'm working. I'll give my ol' computer screen the "I'm concentrating on something frown." I'll walk briskly about the office and complain how there's only 24 hours in a day.
You know the drill.
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*throws that a guy a frisbee*
Catches frisbee, sips rocks/ice marg, hucks it back.
Life rules.
HI HONEY!!! It's me. I just found out who Anon is. He revealed himself then because of IV decided to delete. But I saw it. MOTHER FUCKER! Sorry for the profanity, I know how sensitive you are. I won't forgive either of them you know. They want to torment me. Do I look tormentable? No really. Do I? Is that plastered on my freakin' tee shirt or something? Damn. I'm going to take out an ad in the daily paper and post their blogs. No, I won't do that, but wouldn't that be hilarious?!
Honey, whatcha eatin? I'm starvin'. I seem to have lost my appetite lately. Let's go to a nice resturant in town and discuss assholes. Yes, I know they're your friends, but sometimes friends suck. Of course I'm laughing and yes, I love them. What? Honey look, it's a fact. Women always come between good friends. *Rolls eyes in head.* I'm driving. I don't trust you for shit. Oh, what am I driving? Just so I have a heads up before heading down the hill.
XO
*Rolls eyes in head.*
he deleted it in order to have more fun with you at your expence.
*does a gay twirl and catches frisbee, does a quickie roundabout and pitches it back under his leg*
*pops in and asks shyly... 'hey guys, can I play frisbee too?'*
*pulls a tug off my 22oz. Anchor Steam, catches IV's under-legged bullet behind the back.
**tosses a floater to Leni Q. QT, I'll add.
Oh crap. What am I going to do with all of you? I don't know. I just learned from Hunter you're the sensitive hippie. Okay, move over sweetie, I've got some time to kill. (IV looks on with envy. Yeah, IV should be so lucky.)
Catches frisbee and knocks IV over the head with it. Yes, I play frisbee. Love you Hunter! You're such a good, decent man! Thanks for the heads-up baby!!! (Has IV in head lock.)
XO
WHAT?
Okay, I'll let him go.
*taps foot waiting for suz to throw the frisbee*
WTF?
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