Man. Third page. Fuck me. No comment.
Day Twenty-One
Nice day...Bio prof talked about how certain birds nest in the same holes. Kept mentioning holes. Holes not good word. And now I can't remember what happened during the rest of the day. This bet is really affecting my brain...its definitely not the sharpest pencil in the box anymore.
Mrs. C commented innocently during a commercial for V.I.P which showed Pamela Anderson fighting with herself (no comment there). She said that she should just get a shoe and whack it. No no no comment. Man. Buffy and Angel were extremely dirty today...with Buffy and Spike's kinky ways...and Angel and Cordelia getting it on. And I can't even comment on them. Dammit.
So ends another fricken day on the bet. I think I'll be mush by the end of it. But I will win!! If it takes squishing my brain. Oh yay.
Day Twenty-Two
Voice is going...as throat still sore...did not have good sleep as swallowing saliva kept me awake. No comment. Certain words have stuck out during the day as I've been in lectures and stuff. The bet is affecting me...me thinks its detrimental to my health. And I think I've already mentioned that in an earlier post...see, evidence that being non dirty and keeping it all inside me is chipping away at my sanity. And nobody better be commenting on that.
Don't remember anything about the day really...as has been the case for the past week. Woke up feeling shitty and now have stiff neck (no comment on that either). What did I do today geez?!
Went to dinner with N. Viddy and Mrs. C ...Poops had a test. Had fish and rice...nice nice healthy healthy. N. Viddy thought sausages were hot dogs...but corrected her (no comment)...maybe shouldn't have and just let her get sausage..but did not want to possibly hear her bit into sausage and lament on it not actually being hot dog. No more sausage talk. Bought chocolate chip cookie for snack and Mrs. C asked if it was the oatmeal with raisin one. Said did not like shriveled up things...like raisins. Almost got her and N. Viddy. Damn... must work harder. Harder dammit. No comment.
Day Twenty-three
Sorry, didn't update this day on time. Don't think it was so bad though...as can't remember what happened. My appologies...I know you all yearn for my daily account. Word usage..damn...is getting tough. Do remember that physics prof mentioned beast in class again. Damn him and his "beasts". NO COMMENT.
Day Twenty-Four
Damn...what a day. Let's see what I can recollect from it. Went to lunch at McDonalds with N. Viddy and Mrs. C. On way to McDonalds, passed by same "Easy In & Out Convenience". Why, oh why. Almost made Mrs. C crack, as mentioned that eat fries in particular method. Eat short ones first, then the long ones last. After mentioning this, picked up a long fry and before could put in mouth, piece bent over and fell off. Almost got her. Damnit.
Bought cuppy cakes today. Ate too many. Now feel sick to stomach. Must know that cannot handle that much cuppy cake. Oigh. Offered Mrs. C one of the rings that are stuck in the cupcake, but she did not take, as I already had licked icing off ring. No comment, of course. N. Viddy mentioned something about juices flowing in brain as waiting for bus. Don't know exact context, not very important. Just thought that when think of juice...geez oh weez.
Cuppy cakes have mushed up brain. Still think mushy brain due to this bet. Bet making me feel very restrained. Like mouth is chained up. And no comment.
Day Twenty-Five
Geez. Went to bathroom after breakunch to hear some odd noises in the hall. No need to comment. Poops needed some coaxing to come along to the mall. Mrs. C begged her. Uhh, yeah. Told me to do something. Did not know what do to...offered Poops my cupcake. Oigh.
Me finds bus rides to be discovery of dirtiest things. On bus ride to mall...saw Canadian Football Hall of Fame...though, yay must go sometime...Until saw statue right outside building. Was one football player tackling other football player...with his hands around the other guy's hips. No no comment. Saw other sign..."ABDick"... no comment on that...but it's also a wonder at what exactly that company is. Noooo comment.
On walk home from bus stop, Poops commented on statue outside museum. She thought it was either a bird bath or an ashtray. Me had little freudian slip saying it was a big ass, asstray. Man oh man. Brain = Mush.
Day Twenty-Six
Not very dirty day...as spent day with family and watching some Olympics/Studying with N. Viddy. Studying is affected by bet..I believe this to be true. Haven't been able to concentrate as much as I used to. Damn bet.
Speed skaters, I have found, are very hard to tell if male or female. Thought a couple of them were male... not comment on that...but N. Viddy corrected me...no comment on HOW she figured out they were females. On that same note, N. Viddy wondered (innocently...or hmm..not?) what kind of underwear speed skaters would wear under those skin tight suits. Keeping of course, my real thoughts at bay, I commented they must be spandex, or some tight fitting underwear for them to still wear the suits. Oigh, the possible comments. I just hope they really do wear underwear under those things.
Also saw women's half-pipe snowboarding (which I aspire to...well need to learn first haha) and commented on the downside of having to always wax your board. Man, I say no more. Olympics dirty? Oh jah.
Day Twenty-Seven
Interesting day. In bio class my prof mentioned that naked mole rats look like male genitalia with teeth. OH MAN OH MAN. No comment. No beasts in physics class though...that's good.
Watched snowboarders in olympics...they were jumping high and nice. Did not like when they were just holding their boards...no comment. Also saw men's speed skating. Guys in full body spandex suits, noooo comment.
N. Viddy, Mrs. C, and Poops are making paper stars right now, Poops talking about how she can't pouf them up anymore, N. Viddy saying she can pouf up Poops' stars. Can you guess what I'll say next? Yesh. No comment.
Day Twenty-Eight
Pretty dirty free day. Most of time spent on studying for calculus test. Good good. Except for in bio class where prof made colourful comment about male dragonfly genitalia. Prof seems to make many colourful comments in class, and cannot comment. Also mentioned certain female birds who are attracted to the male's long tails. Cannot say anyting else.
Mentioned that Canadian speed skaters are thick. Made Mrs. C and Poops laugh. Almost. I will make them crack, eventually. Oh yes. But really, those skaters are thick. No comment on the design of their suits.
Saw male figure skaters today. That's a no comment right off the bat. The Russian outfits...geez, enjoy glowing in the dark much? OHHH no comment. I stop. Must study for next test tomorrow. Oh what a wonderful world.
Day Twenty-Nine
Had test to study for, so dirty stuffs weren't as prevalent. Physics was tame, none of the prof's "beasts". Haven't heard of beasts in a couple of days...kinda miss them. Err, just ignore that. No comment.
Just can't stop talking about speed skaters. Still cannot comment on design of Canadian speed skaters' suits...and how there are strategic dark areas. Ohhh no comment. Saw ad for two man luge. When does the madness end!! It's a conspiracy out there. The Olympics haven't been dirty before the bet.
Tomorrow will be the last update for the bet until February 24 because we'll be gone for reading week. The bet doesn't work when we're not hanging together, because obviously we're not there to catch each other slipping (no comment). So hopefully the 24th will be a fruitful day, and someone will have cracked *cough* Mrs. C *cough*.
Day Thirty
So I lied...I forgot to update the day I left. Oh wells. Hmm..what to say...after a nice little break from the bet, its back to all the frustration and inhibition. Someone crack dag nabbit. I'm way to busy to keep writing what dirty stuff has happened during the day...and I keep forgetting now. It's all slowly slipping away. Good or bad...I dunno.
Found out that camera man followed some Russian to where he was changing outfit. Oh man, no comment as to why camera man followed a male figure skater...and absolutely no comment to why male figure skater was wearing a speedo. Would have thought male figure skater would have other similar kind of underwear because no comment. Umm, yeah.
My Canadian men won gold for hockey today. Go them! Watched loverly medal ceremony. Found it rather funny that big, strapping, sweaty men were given a yellow bouquet with their gold medals. Actually saw one of them smelling their bouquet. No comment there. During closing ceremonies, they released gigantic silver balls into the audience. Nooo comment. Thought would be amusing to see someone get knocked in head with silver balls...which sounds rather redundant...ummm, no comment. If you don't get that then confer after bet.
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