nascar sucks my big fat tit and i want everyone to crash so i don’t have to research them anymore. harvey wasn’t home. i left a message.
supersigh.
jacko claims he is not wacko, but i suspect otherwise.
the nifty rebrane says, “i had a jehovah’s witness come to the door the other day”
the nifty rebrane […]
supposed to be doing harvey pollack. don’t want to do harvey pollack. not today, not ever. fuck.
KeefKeefKeefKeef : oh yeah, the stats guy
oppsie1: yeah
oppsie1: i really need to prep for it
oppsie1: help me think of stuff to ask him
KeefKeefKeefKeef: Soo do it, sucka
KeefKeefKeefKeef: “How much does it cost to poop on your lap?”
oppsie1: […]
i’ve been having very strange dreams the past three nights. none of the lit says anything about vivid dreams as a side effect, but there’s some fucked up shit coming out of my head. last night’s involved a small girl biting off my nose at a burger king frequented by mentally impaired people […]
