Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The eff is this ess?

How 'bout that last entry? :3 for days, yo.


Yesterday was fucked up awesome intense call to arms crazy. Dan called me for breakfast at CHIPOTLE. If that doesn't set the tone, then I don't know what would. It got crazy windy, everyone knows that, whatever, but I was all up on this waterfall juggling and man shit was so spare change. Every few seconds I was getting rained on, and I love contact in the rain. That's way my thing.


After walking across about every inch of downtown Kent Dan, Adam, Matt, and I popped quite the squat on a bench. Best seat in the house, too. You can see all down the strip from this particular bench, and all the trees were dancing. Debris everywhere. The town was dead, we were like the only ones around. Everyone in their right minds were inside by now.


It kept getting darker. Way dark.


Just as shit was hitting the fan everywhere, Dan and I had been called to assist his step-mom (cunt) in Randolph who had no power and was supposedly "freaking the fuck out" so said Dan's dumbass dad (fucking liar). We get there, after hauling much ass mind you, to find the bitch comfortably reading on the couch. She didn't thank me for bringing supplies. Whore fuck bitch. I could kill her. Dan could too, even harder than I could. But I still fucking despise her whore nigger ass. Fuck.


Don't count how many times I said bad words, just stop. I don't care. Filthy langauge for a filthy lady.

On the way to Randolph I scored one of them huge American flags they put up on power lines. You know the kind. Wind blew one off, almost hit us at a red light. I ran out, grabbed it, threw it in the bed of the truck, and got back in -- all before green light. It was hella epic. Newfags don't know bout my quickness.

Ball moving is getting better. New video soon maybe. Or I might wait until I get an actual forreally camera. HOHO!!!! ( goddamn expensive >:[ )



Counted my quarters, I have 20+ dollars in just those alone, so I'm ordering another rigid contact ball so that I can practice my 2ball work. Sex.



unnnnnnnnnnnnghhhhh....








(rose is a fag)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

the eff is this ess about rose being a fag!?

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