Hey, okay. This is where it starts for me, my foray into the gang of cruel hustlers. I’ve got my shirt off, bitches. And the A/C is on. Where’s the continuity here? Soon you’ll learn, if you haven’t already, that I possess continuity in ever-waning amounts. Detritus of a boozy past (and future) tend to cloud my raving, and the foggy trumpet call of dawn leads to another chance for me to really show the guys who’s boss. I go “Hey look, there’s the boss.” Simple. More later, I have to wipe.
Hawk.
March 21st, 2008 at 9:21 am
i poop too much, therefore my nuts stink?!!
March 21st, 2008 at 9:40 am
poopies. ahhh. nothing like a morning shit on the clock.
March 21st, 2008 at 4:56 pm
joe pick yer nutz up man, dont let them sag.
Joe
March 23rd, 2008 at 11:00 am
Nerds were hot yesterday. This is today.
March 23rd, 2008 at 11:03 am
Make that two days ago.
March 24th, 2008 at 6:12 am
nerds need more tp for their bung-holes!!??
March 24th, 2008 at 3:07 pm
heh heh huhuhuh he said “bung hole.”
March 24th, 2008 at 5:37 pm
You know, I like whiskey. You guys like whiskey? Show of hands… six, seven, eight, everyone.
I like my whiskey like my women- eighteen years old and mixed with coke.
Thank you very much, I’ll be here all week. Please remember to tip your bartender.
Mikey
March 24th, 2008 at 7:35 pm
…thank you, mikey…
…i used to go w/ ‘i like my liquor straight & my women curvy” which is a chuckle but yer line was a ‘lol’…