Work is so boring.
So I will pitch you.
In the hopes that you will come visit me.
Since we have no customers.
I work at Zoka.
The one behind UVillage.
Not the Greenlake one.
We make a shake.
It's a mocha shake.
The Zoka Mocha Shake.
It has chocolate.
It has espresso.
It has raspberry.
It is good.
Yummy Good.
It will not give you diarrhea.
Well probably not.
I'm not familiar with your GI tract.
That's probably a good thing.
Working at Zoka is like.
Being on a desert island.
Because it's wicked hot.
And there is a single palm tree.
And there are no customers.
My co-workers are nice.
Except for this one guy.
He just stands around.
Like a jackass.
He makes drinks for customers.
While he talks on his cell phone.
He always tells me, "Sorry, it's my agent."
I think to myself:
"Sorry, you're a colostomy stain.
With a tiny weiner
And your sideburns are wicked dumb.
And you don't really have an agent."
Please come visit me.
Be a customer.
And get the Zoka Mocha Shake.
But if some douchebag with bad sideburns and a cell phone starts to make it for you.
You have my permission to spin kick his balls.
Everything here is true.
Except for the palm tree.
That was a lie.
****
Eesh....OK now I feel better! In all honesty, it's a cool place, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't whine about it from time to time. Friday night -- AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE VOLUME 2 AT COSYNE'S PAD.
If you are reading this and you live in Rhode Island or something, then I'm sorry that you'll probably miss the party. But I'm even sorrier that you probably won't get to try the Zoka Mocha Shake. You could try to make your own, I suppose.
Nah, you'd probably just mess it up.
So I will pitch you.
In the hopes that you will come visit me.
Since we have no customers.
I work at Zoka.
The one behind UVillage.
Not the Greenlake one.
We make a shake.
It's a mocha shake.
The Zoka Mocha Shake.
It has chocolate.
It has espresso.
It has raspberry.
It is good.
Yummy Good.
It will not give you diarrhea.
Well probably not.
I'm not familiar with your GI tract.
That's probably a good thing.
Working at Zoka is like.
Being on a desert island.
Because it's wicked hot.
And there is a single palm tree.
And there are no customers.
My co-workers are nice.
Except for this one guy.
He just stands around.
Like a jackass.
He makes drinks for customers.
While he talks on his cell phone.
He always tells me, "Sorry, it's my agent."
I think to myself:
"Sorry, you're a colostomy stain.
With a tiny weiner
And your sideburns are wicked dumb.
And you don't really have an agent."
Please come visit me.
Be a customer.
And get the Zoka Mocha Shake.
But if some douchebag with bad sideburns and a cell phone starts to make it for you.
You have my permission to spin kick his balls.
Everything here is true.
Except for the palm tree.
That was a lie.
****
Eesh....OK now I feel better! In all honesty, it's a cool place, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't whine about it from time to time. Friday night -- AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE VOLUME 2 AT COSYNE'S PAD.
If you are reading this and you live in Rhode Island or something, then I'm sorry that you'll probably miss the party. But I'm even sorrier that you probably won't get to try the Zoka Mocha Shake. You could try to make your own, I suppose.
Nah, you'd probably just mess it up.
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imfrickincold:
Well, everyone else has already said this, but Happy mothafuckin Birthday. I'm in a really good mood cuz my endorphins are a shootin through me cuz i just got pierced. I got a monroe on my right side. except it looks kind of stupid since it's going to swell up so they had to put a long barbell in first, and it looks like im just dumb and couldn't figure out what jewelry i was supposed to put in. and i can't smile, sort of feel like i got botox or something. buy me a plane ticket and ill be there on friday, homie. me AND my monroe. cool poem thingy btw.
trevallion:
so hot in there, dude.