yea so jizephabel and I were chillin in the big nyc with each other on the lower east side...he took me out for eye-talian fooz ball and foods n shit and then we ran to another bar where we ran into a peep from orange 9 mm and burn yer bra fame, and fuckin blankity blank, from youth of today, gorilla bizshits and quickinyer potty sand..(I love them all...just being funny)..well yea this is all just because we have this good kharma energy thing when we chill, yo aka fuck yo.
So we, or I talked with them about their bizshit and I proceeded to tell them how much they rockt because I am just that gay n shit...and..on TOP of that the fuckin bass player to quicksand was our farkin bartender (jiz made me say that cuz he's all into the fuckin marilyn manson bio n shit)...yo so check out the pure sessual kwalities of jiz n shit......
jizz is takin mad poems about gettin da jizt of it all at carcus66@hotmail.com....because he gets "2 much jiz mail ...4 real i swear"
yea I must say he's the hottest ...
yea so I decided that I really cared who the fuck was lookin at my shit and I wanted to know if I could pet my virtual dick for being cooler than my mom...in any case, before the counters were taken away, I had well over 20,000 hits and now nobunny has come to play in deAa land...so I am a big phat (pet it with the ph) 0.
oh well...many fuckin wierdo dreams....I had one I met eric's new chingita...and she was dumb,as in a bitch with no brains...maybe that just has to do with too many conversations about him lately, which I have decided to cease...I like fair weather friends...you know, the kind that stick like fuckin tar to your shoes when they have something, even if it is just perceived, to gain, and then run away as soon as they can't, for example, hit the fuckin cootch...
but enough about that shit...I chilled like 84 hours straight I think it was computed with a luverlee, whom I would like to see again (coff, coff), last week....everytime I decide to cut off the boys, a new doofus kinna sweeps me up, through no real effort of his own, but basically ...
you would be chillin with me right now...feels like sunday morning time n shit and whatevers n a day of crazy and I am a wierdo sittin in my unner panties laffin my ass off and whatever and I am whatevah an whatevah and I like music see, and I like music an I eat art up like ********...but whose and what's what...I'll tell ya what is up see...the procuring of equipment will rock yer casbah straight to the top...I'm gonna start peein blood soon so I'm gonna go play guitar and make art n shit....and my head itches like a beat street dancer swingin on yer dick dawg.....HELP ME..HELP ME IT HURTS!!!
