Why, you ask?
Why in the fuck am I sitting @ a computer writing in my journal on the biggets (oops) biggest party night of the year?
I dunno.
Maybe because some CRACKHEAD El Salvadorans just crashed my old duck blind/bird watching space, shining a flashlight in my face going:
"(Indecipherable Spanlishh, bla bla bla)... "Dis is my hut, get out! Now I have to FUCK YOU"!!!
Chill dood.....
"Dis is my hut, get out"!
As I leave, hiding a laugh (It was perfect timing, I saw THAT ONE a mile away)....
he sez...
"Don't come back, MUTHA FUCKAH.... "
RIGHT.
Like I'm gonna start a war.
Ahem.
They SO LOVE me!!!!
Asta la vista, BABY.
you'll see.
Perrier CRACK PIPE, anyone?
Why in the fuck am I sitting @ a computer writing in my journal on the biggets (oops) biggest party night of the year?
I dunno.
Maybe because some CRACKHEAD El Salvadorans just crashed my old duck blind/bird watching space, shining a flashlight in my face going:
"(Indecipherable Spanlishh, bla bla bla)... "Dis is my hut, get out! Now I have to FUCK YOU"!!!
Chill dood.....
"Dis is my hut, get out"!
As I leave, hiding a laugh (It was perfect timing, I saw THAT ONE a mile away)....
he sez...
"Don't come back, MUTHA FUCKAH.... "
RIGHT.
Like I'm gonna start a war.
Ahem.
They SO LOVE me!!!!
Asta la vista, BABY.
you'll see.
Perrier CRACK PIPE, anyone?