i broke into your house last night
so i just went thru all of the fonts this site had to offer (which is none, really) only to find out that they are all just variations of each other. so i'm thinking about starting a petition to send in to wherever you send it to make changes around here. how will people know my blog is cool if i cant jazz it up? if you are with me, leave a comment. in other news, did you know that there is a web site that you can go on and it will tell you if you are blocked or someone has deleted you from their msn? yes, i know. i gasped too. www.msngeeks.com. i couldnt resist a little peek myself and hmm you are all in trouble.
this weekend me and hootie pootie found ourselves at crush (its a bar for those who are still reading this) where hootie proceeded to drink her weight in alcoholic beverages and being that we are a tag team of sorts, i couldnt let her go it alone. well, if youve read my previous blogs (all 2 of you) you will know that i make friends by making out with strangers. now, i dont exactly remember this, and i will be telling this story from hooties point of view so pay attention , i'll go slow...
sunday 12:30 pm i phone hootie
hootie: dude you totally made out with that guy and called him cheesy to his face!
shipkicker: what are you talking about?
hootie: that guy... you should have seen his face, it totally fell. i was looking at you and cringing - you totally told him that this was cheesy and everything about him was cheesy.
shipkicker: i did? what did he say?
hootie: he was like uh thanks. he looked totally crushed. dude, you called him mocheesemo!
shipkicker: oh my god. why dont i remember this?
hootie: i dont know, you were hammered. he said you basically ripped apart everything he was wearing.
shipkicker: well i do remember trying to rip off his leather strap bracelet at the bar and i know i said something about his necklace but thats it.
hootie: no dude. he said uh thanks and you were like i'm just trying to help you out.
shipkicker: i called him mocheesemo? thats awesome. i am a jerk.
hootie: (and this is why i love her) no dude, he totally was.
posted by shipkicker @ 7:50 PM
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oh yah cause they've all been so forgiving when it comes to me? the only difference is now i dont care. did that come accross bitter?
Sometimes you just have to take it out on the next guy that comes around.
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that may quite possibly be the best thing i have ever read. oh, alcohol and cheesy boys.
Shipkicker,
Don't feel bad. If some girl went to all the trouble of calling me mocheesemo and dissing on everything I was wearing, I'd feel flattered just to have received all that attention. It's kind of a strange credit to him that he was so horrendously cheesy that you would make out with him and then go into a detailed analysis of his cheesiness.
Oh, and I was avoiding the collective internet community, not just you, so don't take it personally. Well do I know that the fates will not be toyed with.
Josué
a.k.a. Monterrey Jack, The Feta Phenomenon, The Mozorella Fella, Sexual Velveeta, The Parmesan Stallion, &c.
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