Check out the rough animation I'm doing on Deviant Art. It's in my scraps right now, cuz it's a work in progress...but I totally stole Don Hertzfeldt's character-enstein. If I had a dollar for every sweet ass I've touched today, I would have 1 dollar. Thank you very much. Hey, what's the capital of Thailand? Oh...no one around to nut tap...dam nit. Get it...no okay.
I went to an Indian's game last week with Jason, Lauren, Jessica, and a bunch of other people that don't matter...oh except Ryan's name is vital to the telling of this story...and Rachel, cuz she rode down there with us. Holy crap! So the whole way down I was listening to Jason and Ryan talk about girls and sex and penises (not the sex kind). Did I spell penises right? Anyway, I was sitting in Spanky#2 (behind shotgun -- look it up, it's in the shotgun constitution I swear) and feeling up on Lauren...oh but I forgot...I wasn't. The week before, I think she thought I was interested in her...so that's why I said that...funny me. I don't want to date her, I'm still waiting for that special woman who transformed into nazi propoganda...Downs is a beautiful thing...shut up...no you shut up. Anyway, the only reason I went to the game was because someone told me it was minor league, and I thought "little league" and a ton of midgets running around aimlessly swinging baseball bats. I was sooooo wrong. It was definitely not midgets. It was old men wearing tights and spitting chew everywhere...pretty much the exact opposite of what I was hoping for. I must say, there were a lot of cute ladies...but also a lot of toothless ones. Lauren and I made a bet that Jason would say something about beer (cuz everyone around us was drunked), and then I made a bet with Jason that Lauren would say something about the guy handing out the beer. So Lauren thought she won the bet because Jason mentioned beer...but I won because I said he would say something in less than 10 minutes...TAKE THAT COMMUNISM! I won the other bet too, Lauren told me the beer guy was hot...like I would listen to her talk about guys...besides I was completely in my own world of midgets and tricycles.
On the way home, Jason and Ryan -- they always shut everyone else out of the conversation -- were waxing intellectual and (obviously) making no sense at all. They were talking aboot how it's the blacks fault that they got into 200 years of buttrapery. I laughed...then they were talking about love as a byproduct of taking a dump on a rooster's head after the Broncos won the Super Bowl and the dog accidentally knocked the chip bowl into the popcorn bucket. Yeah I wish it made sense...but like I said..."waxing intellectual". So then Lauren turns to me (after being ignored in the "other" conversation) and says, "So Frankie, what are your thoughts on stagflation?" ...so now I guess I have to marry her.
No $10 needed.
July 27 2005, 08:18:41 UTC 6 years ago
July 27 2005, 13:53:37 UTC 6 years ago
OOOOOOOOOOOH, Family Guy last week...when Lois goes to jail. Classic! ttys. ilhc...tnsiaw.
July 27 2005, 18:39:07 UTC 6 years ago
I'll call you when I know the day I'm moving in...haha, oh family guy.
"Hey Mort, do these suppositories come in any other flavors?"
"Peter, don't tell me you're...EATING the suppositories?!"
"No, I'm shoving 'em up my butt, of COURSE I'm eating 'em!"
July 28 2005, 14:18:43 UTC 6 years ago