ahhh! i'm drunk!
oh shit sux i've moved and i doint have the interweb. fuck!
i miss the hot suicide girls.
i'm going to go eat potatoes in fry form.
later biotches!
oh shit sux i've moved and i doint have the interweb. fuck!
i miss the hot suicide girls.
i'm going to go eat potatoes in fry form.
later biotches!
Friday Night, Saturday Morning...
Time has come again to say goodbye to another friend. Troy the coked up, mercenary cook is moving to Las Vegas. So of course there needed to be much pomp and jubilation. This came in the form of a case of PBR and a trip to the strip club.
Bridget the Midget was the guest star at Anthony's Showplace, of course we went. Troy has a certain infatuation with midgets. He says that one day he will own one, for some reason i don't think he's joking.
I was crushing on a stripper named "Asia" (i think you'd like her Morgan...)all night and when it was time for Bridget to get on stage it was kind of a let down. She was dressed in some kind of little girls play dress, all frilly and shit. The bad part was she didn't get naked!
After conversing with the stripper who occupied my lap in my own form of dunken english "Why NO show her cunny, eh?" she replied that Bridget was pregnant.
Which is bad news for Troy if it's true. He wanted to pay a visit to her at the bunny ranch.
anyways i gotta run Rome is on i've got at mad hard on for that show.
Time has come again to say goodbye to another friend. Troy the coked up, mercenary cook is moving to Las Vegas. So of course there needed to be much pomp and jubilation. This came in the form of a case of PBR and a trip to the strip club.
Bridget the Midget was the guest star at Anthony's Showplace, of course we went. Troy has a certain infatuation with midgets. He says that one day he will own one, for some reason i don't think he's joking.
I was crushing on a stripper named "Asia" (i think you'd like her Morgan...)all night and when it was time for Bridget to get on stage it was kind of a let down. She was dressed in some kind of little girls play dress, all frilly and shit. The bad part was she didn't get naked!
After conversing with the stripper who occupied my lap in my own form of dunken english "Why NO show her cunny, eh?" she replied that Bridget was pregnant.
Which is bad news for Troy if it's true. He wanted to pay a visit to her at the bunny ranch.
anyways i gotta run Rome is on i've got at mad hard on for that show.
I'm thinking about making some beer.
I saw Alton Brown do it and it seemed fairly easy... but he makes everything look easy.
I'v got an idea for the label already. See below!
I'd really like to a nice stout...(rip off guiness) but the dude at the store said i'd be best to start out on a pale ale. due to fermentation time and so on i bought "The Complete Joy of Home Brewing" i've got some reading to do.
I saw Alton Brown do it and it seemed fairly easy... but he makes everything look easy.
I'v got an idea for the label already. See below!
I'd really like to a nice stout...(rip off guiness) but the dude at the store said i'd be best to start out on a pale ale. due to fermentation time and so on i bought "The Complete Joy of Home Brewing" i've got some reading to do.
Don't Wanna Sleep or Prep Drone goes to Sysco-town
i finally watched "Audition" and it scared the bejeesus outta me... it's five a.m. now (round about) and i don't wanna sleep. Fuck you! it was fucking scary!
i took a tour of the Sysco (giant food purveyor) warehouse today, wandered around the gigantic coolers for about an hour. It was pretty cool... i saw a lot of shiity product that they sell to chain stores and some stuff that was in the higher end of the spectrum.
the best part, for me atleast was that i got free food... pretty good food too. better than the usual canned soup, frozen pizza and cigarettes i usually consider as food.
they started out by giving us some kind of cryo-vac avocado that tasted like chemicals, blech!
then they assaulted us with cheeses and the promise of more cheese. i could've eaten a whole block of the stilton they let us try.
then the proteins came, in mammoth proportions. Good fatty porkchops that you could actually cut with ease. some kind of beef shoulder that looked like a tenderloin... wasn't paying attention, eating. Veal butt in some kind of rice dish was the next... and veal chops soon followed.
Then they decided to wow us with the pre cooked mussels and clams... not too excited by this the sous and i decided to let ourselves out for a smoke.
when we returned from indulging our addictions it was time for a disgustingly huge piece of chocolate cake they called some ridiculous name. the cake itself wieghed, i shit you not, ten pounds. it tasted just like sarah lee. Good but not right for our restaurant but that's why we have a pastry chef.
(i wanted to go off on how portion size is not the deciding factor in what i wanna eat... or serve. but i thought to hold my sharpened tongue. A lot of shit is still shit... but they were nice)
The tour finished i inhaled a couple more cigs before signing out at the guard station and piled in to the car on the cramped journey back to F.Scott's.
Sysco was amazin, the sheer size of it and the logistical nightmare that must take place just to keep it running smoothly. i tip my hat to thee.
ooh and i gave myself a haircut. looks kinda shitty but not bad for DIY.
I am a sexy sexy man-child!
i finally watched "Audition" and it scared the bejeesus outta me... it's five a.m. now (round about) and i don't wanna sleep. Fuck you! it was fucking scary!
i took a tour of the Sysco (giant food purveyor) warehouse today, wandered around the gigantic coolers for about an hour. It was pretty cool... i saw a lot of shiity product that they sell to chain stores and some stuff that was in the higher end of the spectrum.
the best part, for me atleast was that i got free food... pretty good food too. better than the usual canned soup, frozen pizza and cigarettes i usually consider as food.
they started out by giving us some kind of cryo-vac avocado that tasted like chemicals, blech!
then they assaulted us with cheeses and the promise of more cheese. i could've eaten a whole block of the stilton they let us try.
then the proteins came, in mammoth proportions. Good fatty porkchops that you could actually cut with ease. some kind of beef shoulder that looked like a tenderloin... wasn't paying attention, eating. Veal butt in some kind of rice dish was the next... and veal chops soon followed.
Then they decided to wow us with the pre cooked mussels and clams... not too excited by this the sous and i decided to let ourselves out for a smoke.
when we returned from indulging our addictions it was time for a disgustingly huge piece of chocolate cake they called some ridiculous name. the cake itself wieghed, i shit you not, ten pounds. it tasted just like sarah lee. Good but not right for our restaurant but that's why we have a pastry chef.
(i wanted to go off on how portion size is not the deciding factor in what i wanna eat... or serve. but i thought to hold my sharpened tongue. A lot of shit is still shit... but they were nice)
The tour finished i inhaled a couple more cigs before signing out at the guard station and piled in to the car on the cramped journey back to F.Scott's.
Sysco was amazin, the sheer size of it and the logistical nightmare that must take place just to keep it running smoothly. i tip my hat to thee.
ooh and i gave myself a haircut. looks kinda shitty but not bad for DIY.
I am a sexy sexy man-child!
i'm fucked...
i hate fallin in love, mostly because i'm the last to fall out.
i was so happy my stomach hurt. Now all i feel is the dull float of cheap liquor and the cigarette in my hand.
she's constantly on my mind...
i hate fallin in love, mostly because i'm the last to fall out.
i was so happy my stomach hurt. Now all i feel is the dull float of cheap liquor and the cigarette in my hand.
she's constantly on my mind...
this song kicks ass...
LITTLE BITCH
by the specials
If you ever hear a noise in the night
your body starts to sweat,
it shakes and shivers in fright
you go and sleep with your mother
she hates you guts
she knows that you love her
so she holds you tight
all through the night in to the broad daylight
And when she doesn't come home
you'll have to sleep alone
then you wet your bed and I think that's sad
for a girl of 19 it's more than sad, it's obscene!
1,2
And your girlfriend sweet little 17
she's got her layered hair and her flared jeans
you know what that means, she's just a little queen
she shares your London flat
she thinks that London's where it's at
Although it stinks and when it rains you wear your hat
and your plum colored pvc wet- look maxi mac
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun
you're the ugliest creature, under the sun! 1,2 Go!
1,2
And you think it's about time that you died, and I agree
so you decide on suicide
you tried but you never quite carried it out
you only wanted to die in order to show off
and if you think you're gonna bleed all over me
you're even wronger than you'd normaly be
And the only things you want to see are kitsch
And the only thing you want to be is rich
Your little pink up-pointed nose begins twitch
I know you know you're just a little bitch! 1,2!
LITTLE BITCH
by the specials
If you ever hear a noise in the night
your body starts to sweat,
it shakes and shivers in fright
you go and sleep with your mother
she hates you guts
she knows that you love her
so she holds you tight
all through the night in to the broad daylight
And when she doesn't come home
you'll have to sleep alone
then you wet your bed and I think that's sad
for a girl of 19 it's more than sad, it's obscene!
1,2
And your girlfriend sweet little 17
she's got her layered hair and her flared jeans
you know what that means, she's just a little queen
she shares your London flat
she thinks that London's where it's at
Although it stinks and when it rains you wear your hat
and your plum colored pvc wet- look maxi mac
You tie your ginger hair back in a bun
you're the ugliest creature, under the sun! 1,2 Go!
1,2
And you think it's about time that you died, and I agree
so you decide on suicide
you tried but you never quite carried it out
you only wanted to die in order to show off
and if you think you're gonna bleed all over me
you're even wronger than you'd normaly be
And the only things you want to see are kitsch
And the only thing you want to be is rich
Your little pink up-pointed nose begins twitch
I know you know you're just a little bitch! 1,2!
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