Here’s a few of the entries from my Going.com blog. I like to blog everywhere. Web 2.0 is just a large toilet for me to piss in. Speaking of which, my first entry:
Friday, March 21, 2008
I’m not saying that I do this every time but what I’ll try to do is mix it up. When I’m alone I mean, in a public bathroom and there are urinals. I’ll start peeing and if the gasket is full, it usually takes a while to finish, so I’ll slowly step back, maybe a foot, two feet. If I’m sure nobody will come in, I’ll try to pee from the other end of the bathroom. Yeah, sure, sometimes it makes a mess but that’s just life. Life is just a messy stream of piss from one end of the bathroom to the urinal (and sometimes the sink, not always).
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Whenever I get a chance, I will substitute the word professional with the word HO-fessional. OR the word perfection with the word HO-fection. In many cases, it doesn’t even make sense. In fact, it often gets me in trouble. These are just some of the NECESSARY risks I take as a HOfessional legal worker.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
After my breakfast of caviar and faberge eggs, I will usually let one of my midgets out of the cage and fight it to the death. Afterwards, I’ll read the newspaper, check the stocks and then proceed w/ my work, as a ninja-karate-master-scuba-diver.
Monday, January 28, 2008
MAN! I get into SO MANY knife fights! Okay, you may say to yourself, WHAT!? KNIFE FIGHT!? What year is this!? Well you don’t live where I live. Sometimes, when I’m hungry in the middle of the night, I will go by the local 24-hr Pirate bar. I’ll try to be weight conscious but I always end up ordering up some GROG (argh!). This gentleman in a green feathered hat comes over and tells me to get up from where I sit. I kick him in the pegleg and FLICK! out comes the knives and some 15 minutes of fancy slashing and gashing later, there’s a dead hooker on the floor, some spilled milk and my anus hurting a little like that time I was tricked into participating in that gay porno.
The End.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Listen black people with the turntables. Let’s cool it. If you 1.) live in New York and 2.) have maybe two or more black friends, then you probably have access to a set of turntables.
Have you seen this video of the kids on turntables!? I hope this discourages anyone above the age of 18 wanting to be DJs.
Read the entry from when I had myspace here
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