So last night, instead of going out, I did something with someone for a few hours, and it was really something.
Except, I don't know if I should write about it, because that someone will read this, and I don't wanna go messing with Blog etiquette (whatever that is).
I sure hope we get to do it again though, only different.
Do you like mysteries? Hope so, coz that's me, right here.
Anyway, seeing as I can't write about that, I'll write about the latest Aqua Teen Hunger Force episode I
If you're not down with the pee pants, and especially if you don't know what that means, then you're not only an asshole, but you're positively un-Australian (even though it's from the USA).
Not good enough...f minus minus!
Now let's get real...
Frylock!
"Okay, say it. Say the Backstreet Boys. "
Master Shake!
"Fine! Hey, good luck with the casual sex. I mean it, no, cuz you won't get it--not with that name. Anyway, go on. I'm sorry to interrupt."
Meatwad!
"Oh, you gonna love this, boy. Tyrone calls you up, you know - in the game - and he says "I can dig more clams than you, stupid!" And you gotta say "Nuh-uh, boy," And y'all gotta race down to the beach with your buckets and your shovels, and the object of the game...is to find parking".
Hell yeah!
OK, I got nothing.
This is knifey, from 'the internet'.
8 comments:
Hi Knifey. I wanted to write a comment after your post from yesterday - the response to Scott - but now I can't find it. You post a lot! Doesn't matter. I related to many MANY things you said about needing to give yourself space to find things you want to do and be. We just put one foot in front of the other a lot and we need to jump sideways or hang upside down to get some perspective. Too tired to make more sense than that just now. I've just spent the night lying awake listening to the people upstairs having a party so I'm not in the most clear headed frame of mind. This morning my deck, which I built with my own two hands only a few weeks ago, is littered with cigarette butts and half of them burned down to the filter only after being piffed off the 3rd floor balcony. Burn to death? No worries. You seem to care about/for people but there are people and there are people. Some are worthless and thoughtless. I lay awake fantasising about revenge. I'm not a total pussy - I went up at 5am and made one of them come down and pick up all the butts. Don't know where I'm going with this. See what you get for being a friendly shoulder? Please feel free to use my shoulder as needed in return one day. FAAC
So who did you do and with what?
I am down loading , I mean RENTING , this "Hunger Force " thing.
I am in love with the meatball.
xo
FLUFFY- i'm sorry they did that...i would have been up there after 5 minutes, grinning maniacally, with an axe....buttcrack-ass nekkid.
people generally don't want to mess with that....it's the sole advantage of being knifey, as opposed to fluffy.
people are utterly fucked when drunk, and usually when sober also.
good work on building a deck though, i love that sort of thing!
SCOTT- you may not be famous yet, but you're prolific. Like Glyn Boyd Harte...
KITTEN- it's a secret, yo.
mmmmmmm...
Hi - an update on this idiotic cigarette butt ordeal: I just got home from work to find that the party has continued on through the day and that more cigarettes have been thrown overboard. Notably, one landed on my doormat and burned down to the filter, leaving a deep scorch mark but luckily not setting the mat itself on fire. I went upstairs full of piss and vinegar and went so red faced psycho I was barely making intelligible words. One of them sniggered while I dragged the other downstairs to clean up the butts (and bottlecaps this time too. cheers.) i demanded $ to replace the mat too. He gave me $50 for a $10 mat (he insisted) so luckily I can summon my inner knifey when necessary :o)
hey knifey.
i did something secret and loverly last night too.
maybe we can swap stories sometime...
FLUFFY- your "inner knifey", that cracks me up!
i'm glad you've wreaked vengeance on those mofos yo.
LA NADINE- really? what a lovely coincidence! let's swap stories asap. and i mean asap, like, now please.
the subtle clues here
make gossip all the more fun
yet remain tight lipped
I have a MEAT WAD car freshener. Anyone wanna FRYLOCK?
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