So here I am reading up some blogs of some of my friends, one in particular a very emo one, then a very sentimental one and i decided, I'm going to start my own damn blog. Well does anyone i know read this? Probably not but hey it never hurts to just publish some random bullshit like this guy I know who crunches numbers for a living that makes no sense at all but hey it might potentially amuse the said individual who might come upon this. The fact of the matter is that I like to talk to myself. Im an attention whore, so i am going to attention whore right now. Sometimes I refer to myself in the 3rd person, others in 2nd. It all depends on how I'm feeling.
Today I feel fancy. Like fancy pants. I want fancy pants snowboard jacket. But I don't want any just random jacket...i want a matching 686 Snowboarding jacket in yellow and black at least 10000m! Yes indeedy. Will i ever go snowboarding? That's a good question, i have the pants and boots but keep perpetually making excuse that there is no snow so I can avoid going.
I think its cause im afraid to fall on my ass;thereby reducing the little ass I have now.
Maybe i should invent ass cushions or ass padding. I like padding, it probably feels really comfortable walking with padding stuck to your ass. It would be like im always sitting. I can't imagine those with shelf like asses walking around all day long banging into shit and barely fitting through doors and into chairs. Hell if i worked for an airline agency or a hotel or a bus company or a cruise ship... I'd make sure I'd include an surcharge fee whereby i can charge you double the occupancy for the size of your ass.
GAWD im going home now.
1 comment:
you fucking rock.
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