Funny things happen in my life on a regular basic.
Tonight I saw a car pull up in front of Wal mart. First, a black girl with a baby runs into the car, next, three other black girls also run out of the store into the car. An employee calmly walks out and writes down the car's lisence plate number, walks back inside, and the car speeds off. I mean, what the fuck? I laughed.
I went to the Gwar show last Friday. It was at the Quest. Also, there was a band upstairs in the Ascot room. Every once in a while we would see a little emo person go in or out. We decided to see what was up. Inside was the funniest display of the most adorable people who spend more money to look poor than I do fixing my car every week. I couldn't stop laughing. They all looked so angry and cute. Also, they started a mosh pit. It lasted exactly 5 seconds, not even kidding. It was hilarious. I walked out of there laughing.
Last weekend I was pulling out of an S. A. entirely drunk, and I had a sucker in my mouth that was really gross, so I went to throw it left handed and it hit the window. A total accident. Well the guy comes running out and whips it back at my car as hard as he could. I couldn't stop laughing. The really funny part of that was that a couple of months ago, I was standing in a bar in menomonie, and he came up to me and started to talk to me. He's really gross, like, boils, comb over gross, and Lott came up to me, asked me if I wanted to do a shot downstairs, and I took off. So technically he is the reason Lott and I met, though that is somewhat bittersweet. Have good times while you can, is what I say. So yeah, I bet boil boy has a grudge.
Well, thats about it, I'm all hopped up on Nyquil and I am going to try to go to sleep. I love all my hippos, be good.
Penny.
Oh, one last point to make, since its apparent over the last couple of days that some people don't get this:
I am a jerk, I have my own opinions, I express them whether or not they "hurt people's feelings". I wish more people were like this. I just don't care what you think about me, I'll not change for you. It may seem a bit pretensious (sp?) but I don't care. Anyway, I still love you and you are entitiled to your opinions. Word, just cause.
Tonight I saw a car pull up in front of Wal mart. First, a black girl with a baby runs into the car, next, three other black girls also run out of the store into the car. An employee calmly walks out and writes down the car's lisence plate number, walks back inside, and the car speeds off. I mean, what the fuck? I laughed.
I went to the Gwar show last Friday. It was at the Quest. Also, there was a band upstairs in the Ascot room. Every once in a while we would see a little emo person go in or out. We decided to see what was up. Inside was the funniest display of the most adorable people who spend more money to look poor than I do fixing my car every week. I couldn't stop laughing. They all looked so angry and cute. Also, they started a mosh pit. It lasted exactly 5 seconds, not even kidding. It was hilarious. I walked out of there laughing.
Last weekend I was pulling out of an S. A. entirely drunk, and I had a sucker in my mouth that was really gross, so I went to throw it left handed and it hit the window. A total accident. Well the guy comes running out and whips it back at my car as hard as he could. I couldn't stop laughing. The really funny part of that was that a couple of months ago, I was standing in a bar in menomonie, and he came up to me and started to talk to me. He's really gross, like, boils, comb over gross, and Lott came up to me, asked me if I wanted to do a shot downstairs, and I took off. So technically he is the reason Lott and I met, though that is somewhat bittersweet. Have good times while you can, is what I say. So yeah, I bet boil boy has a grudge.
Well, thats about it, I'm all hopped up on Nyquil and I am going to try to go to sleep. I love all my hippos, be good.
Penny.
Oh, one last point to make, since its apparent over the last couple of days that some people don't get this:
I am a jerk, I have my own opinions, I express them whether or not they "hurt people's feelings". I wish more people were like this. I just don't care what you think about me, I'll not change for you. It may seem a bit pretensious (sp?) but I don't care. Anyway, I still love you and you are entitiled to your opinions. Word, just cause.
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