So I had this dream where I was runnin with Bad Boy Records, and P. Diddy himself. So we were uo in the club and were all talking and I yell over to Diddy, "Hey Puffy!". The music stops and the whole crowd looks at me. He just glares at me and it seems as if hes gonna come over and reprimand me but I...
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Coming into the holiday season I think about all the people with there families. I wish I had parents. Don't be confused, my parents are still alive. I just want nothing to do with them ever again. Theres something about waking up in the middle of the night and finding mother stealing money from your wallet. Or losing 15 years of savings bonds up your...
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zombi357:
Nakie!! If you want to send the plane ticket, Im there. By the way you have an amazing Tummy!!!
aaardvark:
Yeah, I hate that shit. Of course I stick only to my cell phone now, so I don't get that anymore. Rock!
I was thinking of this whacked-out girl I used to date. She broke up with me after a little while because she was "afraid" to commit. Shes now married, to the guy she dated right after me. I saw her dumb ass today and she tried to get with me, yick! . I wrote this about her a while back, wanna share it with my...
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aaardvark:
Ha ha, falling behind in the days. But hey and stuff, since you're on my list and all.
aaardvark:
Ha ha, thats right, I kick ass, when ass kicking is due of course.
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thelibra:
It took me a while too. I posted my very first entry in the "testimonials" section. talk about a goof-up
zombi357:
You're the man Zombi, the chicks love ya!!!!!
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zombi357:
If you want to rock out go to http://www.burbis.com
lemarie17:
This Is Lou, right?
Howdy.
Why are you making comments in your own journal? Strange format. Anyways. Blah.
Nice to see ya.
Howdy.
Why are you making comments in your own journal? Strange format. Anyways. Blah.
Nice to see ya.
big St. Bernard dog died, and I had to carry it
to a lake of "souls" so it could go on to
the afterlife. First, I had to find the grim reaper,
to ask permission. He was in the image of a
big skeletal elk with massive antlers. I think
it talked to me, but I'm not sure. Well, at least
it wasn't P. Diddy.