Tuesday, August 01, 2006
my mommy loves me.
my parents got to go to Ireland on someone else's dime. a company that makes pool chemicals made it happen. last year they went to Norway. it's good to be the king.
anywho, my mom gets confused on what to bring back her ever lovin son cuz he no likey the shirts that simply say the names of places. (although with age i'm starting to want to collect them more and more.) for instance, when they went to France i asked her to bring me back something that had Star Wars on it. she did well, she got me a set of game cards from the second movie all in french.
of course Dan, on the other hand, also loves me. not in a gay way. more like a Dante/Randall way. he goes to Ireland and gets me two Star wars figures from the red carded line with all sorts of languages on them. i was pleased. just cuz i tied a rope around him and Roundeye at their wedding. but he also gave me...
a Yorkie Bar.
the candy bar that states plainly on it's label that "IT'S NOT FOR GIRLS"
and it's a really tasty candy bar. but the ladies will never know...
so i sent my mommy on a mission. i asked her nicely if she could bring me back some Yorkie bars.
she did.
she even sent other people on the quest to get some. that's where the one in the middle came from. it's a honeycomb flavored one. it got a little squished but the love is still there.
the only other flavor she could find was raisin and biscuit. i ate one of those already. imagine either a Chunky bar. ...or a Wonka bar with raisins. so there.
and ladies, why is it not for girls?
well, that's none of your business.
besides being able to pee standing up and only having to shave our faces, we men need something to call our own. heck! i'm gonna go eat a double Texas Whopper and burp, fart and scratch stuff in public.
then i'm gonna crash cars on my Xbox. because i can.
drink pepsi.
my parents got to go to Ireland on someone else's dime. a company that makes pool chemicals made it happen. last year they went to Norway. it's good to be the king.
anywho, my mom gets confused on what to bring back her ever lovin son cuz he no likey the shirts that simply say the names of places. (although with age i'm starting to want to collect them more and more.) for instance, when they went to France i asked her to bring me back something that had Star Wars on it. she did well, she got me a set of game cards from the second movie all in french.
of course Dan, on the other hand, also loves me. not in a gay way. more like a Dante/Randall way. he goes to Ireland and gets me two Star wars figures from the red carded line with all sorts of languages on them. i was pleased. just cuz i tied a rope around him and Roundeye at their wedding. but he also gave me...
a Yorkie Bar.
the candy bar that states plainly on it's label that "IT'S NOT FOR GIRLS"
and it's a really tasty candy bar. but the ladies will never know...
so i sent my mommy on a mission. i asked her nicely if she could bring me back some Yorkie bars.
she did.
she even sent other people on the quest to get some. that's where the one in the middle came from. it's a honeycomb flavored one. it got a little squished but the love is still there.
the only other flavor she could find was raisin and biscuit. i ate one of those already. imagine either a Chunky bar. ...or a Wonka bar with raisins. so there.
and ladies, why is it not for girls?
well, that's none of your business.
besides being able to pee standing up and only having to shave our faces, we men need something to call our own. heck! i'm gonna go eat a double Texas Whopper and burp, fart and scratch stuff in public.
then i'm gonna crash cars on my Xbox. because i can.
drink pepsi.
