I Made Your Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die.

i'm not really racist. i swear.


my name is MARY and I like BOOBIES!

actually, not really.

this is JEFFREY and I like BOOBIES! but only just a little. cuz if i liked boobies like A LOT, that'd be kinda bad.

so i only like boobies just a little bit. like most normal guys.

mary is drawing next to me. she draws a lot. wanna know why? cuz she is an artist. what is an artist you ask? Well.. I'll tell you.

art·ist (ärtst) [n.]
One, such as a painter, sculptor, or writer, who is able by virtue of imagination and talent or skill to create works of aesthetic value, especially in the fine arts.
A person whose work shows exceptional creative ability or skill: You are an artist in the kitchen.
One, such as an actor or singer, who works in the performing arts. One who is adept at an activity, especially one involving trickery or deceit: a con artist.
Mary.

And That my friends is what an artist is. so obviously, mary is an artist. and if you see her someday, give her a hug and say "you are a wonderful artist." she might not believe you, but it's the truth.

so last night i had a silly dream. it was kind of 28 days later related. i was out in the woods... and there were animals.. as there usually are out in the woods... but they would get "infected" and become rage-filled and want to kill everyone.. but as the "infection" got worse, the animals would get bigger and stronger. so there were like giant killer bunnies and huge murderous squirrels alll running aruodn trying to kill us. well there was more than just bunnies and squirrels. there were also bears. but they were all really scary. imagine seeing a huge squirrel all .. scary and wanting-to-kill-you-ish. it was creepy. it was like.. tim burton took a squirrel, multiplied it in size, and made it all super creepy looking. and that was the animals in my dream. i remember hopping from building to building a la tremors style. for those of you who have seen the movie tremors? the one where there's giant worms burrowin through the ground and all the people in the movie had to stay on top of buildings in fear of getting attacked. it was a cool movie in my adolescent opinion. i just remember watching it a ton on late night tv when all little boys and girls should be sleeping.

but FUCK THAT i say! Fuck that! I will sleep when I damn well feel like sleeping! bastard nighttime trying to make me think i should be asleep. well i'm not sleeping until i'm tired bastard! but actually i do sleep at night now. cuz.. i'm a good college kid who needs his rest.

my roommate ben is a whole different story. he likes to hang out with the jackasses on our floor and play music really loudly until about 1 in the morning.... but then gets pissed when jake won't turn his music down when he wants to sleep at 3 in the afternoon cuz he's all tired from unsleeping the night before. well i got something to say to ben too.

GO BACK TO BLACKRICA!


actually i guess he can stay here if he wants. but he's a bastard. and happens to be from sudan. i'm not racist against him. i'm sure if you know me, you would know i'm not. but i like to joke around about it.

or maybe i am just the second coming of hitler.



or maybe I just need to shave.

this is my lady catchin' face!


this entry brought to you by a falling bomb.

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