Monday, January 22, 2007
 how is it five oclock? her name was australia. she was from new zealand. she had perky boobs and an virgin ass. almost everything was virgin about her. i said whats europe like shed say im not from europe!
i said well youre not mexican.
the thing about playing dumb is sometimes people dont know that youre playing especially if youre drunk a lot or stoned a lot or happy a lot. sometimes theyll even think youre gay. me, im loud and happy most of the time and i am dumb sometimes so i just kept saying she was eurogirl even though she was from down undah i mean new zealand
all i know is she didnt want anything in her butt until the second day and then she couldnt get enough things up her ass.
can we talk?
some people are givers. you hang with them and you think to youself, this girl is gonna be the best Den Mother, the best administrative assistant, the best undercover superhero, the best masseuse, the best nurse
she said just dont come in my mouth
i said im black its chocolatey
she said no its not, is it?
i said its like white chocolate cuz its white but yeah
she said if youre lying im going to hate you forever.
i said if im right i get to stick the tip in your ass.
she said mmmph?
i wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked, but i couldnt because she was blowing me and she might get the wrong idea, but she did look super hot but i was super drunk and whatever was playing on her ipod hooked up to my speakers was for once not truly annoying and
ding dong whose that at the door?
oh hello academy screener girl, with a movie for me to watch
the euro girl fixed her skirt and was instantly behind me at the door, so territorial. who knew?
which scared away the academy who left behind deja vu with denzel - what could that be nominated for?
she leaves, the door shuts and suddenly theres pouting and tears
until i change into my black shirt that says crying just makes me wanna do it harder.
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