so im sitting here at jon’s with brandon, ryan, sweet rims and we’re all thinking to ourselves: troy has the syphilis, and hasn’t been tested for HIV in over a year, its a good thing we’re not total social rejects, or gay meth addicts.
intervention is a kicked ass show where we see people who’s lives are a garbage dump of amazing.
we sit and critique, mainly because we can. for example, troy is a great dancer and got straight A’s, but cant figure out that condoms during manly butt love will keep him away from nasty penis problems and maybe a trip to a the emergency room.
salina has bulimia. idiot.
yeah yeah yeah, call me heartless cuz im chirping a broad who eats like a giraffe and then pukes it into a ziploc bag using her toothbrush cuz her life is so tough.
yeah, being married and having a job and people who love you really does suck doesnt it?
by that logic, i might as well shove a tampon up my ass and call myself suzie and cut myself for attention cuz i was sexually molested in a dream i had when i was 4, then woke up and wet the bed and sat in a puddle of piss. boo hoo.
oh, i just reminisced about high school english class were one time i handed in a really great essay and asked Mr. C to grade it, but instead he spoke about orgasms and then proceeded to sexually DEgrade me. i failed that essay miserably, and i dont think i’ve ever been the same since.
i said things like “hey thanks for letting me show videos with steven seagal in UNDER SEIGE where baddies are dumping toxic poo underground” but he was all “nay, you lose cuz there is no significant relevance to anything, where’s the empirical evidence?”
i shat on my desk after that and then went to pizza hut buffet.
we’re watching flavor of love, and some of these fine assed hoe’s are making me sweat in places i didn’t know i had… that were capable of sweating.
the gap in wire’s tooths is similar to my own, except i dont look/act like a manic depressive crack addled nutjob.
something - yeah, she fired out a deuce behind the couch and claims she’s freaky nasty.
well bitch, newsflash, you’re just plain nasty, get checked for mad cow, cuz you’re a savage animal, and you’ve got big dirty udders.
oh yeah! i forgot to mention during that sexy collaboration ’so you think you can dance?’ this babe was doing the splits but vertically, and i was 90% sure the cameraman wanted to zoom in on her english muffin.
personally, i’d have buttered it, if you know what i mean.
and if you dont, i’ll just tell you since its funny; i would mate with her, for real.
right there on stage, then that pompous douche assclown judge would have moved me into the next round for having moves twice as graceful as john travolta and olivia elton john in Grease.
oh man, that babe had a great butter tart.
wow, i’ve got the brow sweats going on here severely, im taking a full 60 second time out.
ungh, more to add later as this is my new personal fave note.
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