i'm red. i'm red. i'm red.
yay!
bet is still going well. spent most of the nite discussing it, rules and situations. i almost got away with being able to 'fool around'...but then my friend val said that that was a big no no. blimey. spent the rest of the night discussing first time sex and horror sex. also, did stupid human tricks. my tricks weren't that cool seeing as they were merely showing off my deformities like ultra boney wrists. (really the bone sticks out way too much and it looks like alien trying to bust thru my skin)
and then..
the deuce was retarded tonight. the indian coalition was doing mad shots. plus there were alot alot alot of frat boys and i was forced to listen to linkin park. worst part ever: the jukebox was too crowded for me to play neil diamond. a damn travesty.
and then...
it has begun. even though my hair is very obviously red, and in no way, shape or form is it pink..people, especially the fucking morons on the beach, found it amusing to bark 'hey look it's pink!' as they drove by me. of course, my color-insult instincts have kicked in once again, and my middle finger was flying around.
and so...
tomorrow is my last day of vacation. cry. i have to go to a wedding. joy. well, actually....free open bar. hmm. this could be interesting. perhaps a good ending to a very peculiar week away from work.
and finally...
i feel good.
yay!
bet is still going well. spent most of the nite discussing it, rules and situations. i almost got away with being able to 'fool around'...but then my friend val said that that was a big no no. blimey. spent the rest of the night discussing first time sex and horror sex. also, did stupid human tricks. my tricks weren't that cool seeing as they were merely showing off my deformities like ultra boney wrists. (really the bone sticks out way too much and it looks like alien trying to bust thru my skin)
and then..
the deuce was retarded tonight. the indian coalition was doing mad shots. plus there were alot alot alot of frat boys and i was forced to listen to linkin park. worst part ever: the jukebox was too crowded for me to play neil diamond. a damn travesty.
and then...
it has begun. even though my hair is very obviously red, and in no way, shape or form is it pink..people, especially the fucking morons on the beach, found it amusing to bark 'hey look it's pink!' as they drove by me. of course, my color-insult instincts have kicked in once again, and my middle finger was flying around.
and so...
tomorrow is my last day of vacation. cry. i have to go to a wedding. joy. well, actually....free open bar. hmm. this could be interesting. perhaps a good ending to a very peculiar week away from work.
and finally...
i feel good.
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some dude said he's gonna give me some scrap metal.
i told my mom i'd use this big artillery shell a buddy gave me and I'd make it into a giant PENIS to put on the chimney, like a weather vein. I'll call it PENIS GRESIO. it's balls will be turned inside out, so they catch the wind and spin it around.
some dude made the birthday guy a dog out of a coil spring. It had a shlong and balls that wagged, along with it's tail and head. bad ass.
don't tell jackie, but i'm going to make her a flamingo with balls and a wang. i'll call it Wang Chung.
If you want one, I'll make you one too, but it has to have a wang, too. I'll call it One Hung Lo.