I have nothing more to say tonight…
By Hervatski on February 3rd, 2010Posted In: Logical,Say Anything
The box of au gratin potatoes I ate tonight is kicking my butts. Coupled with the jog I had, well, case closed Grandma, this guy’s pooped.
I did fart in such a way that directly after it I said outloud, “What?” as if my fart would answer back, “Oh…oh, nothing.”
Interesting, now when I hit enter it only spaces once, weird. Stupid computer.
I bought a sack of potatoes for I believe, 1-2 dollars, it was a steal, so I had to buy it. I’m thinking of kicking off thursday with a good heaping bowl of mashed potatoes. Possibly with some Jalapeno Jack cheese. All of this is boring to you, but I’m starting a collage to record the gravity of this situation.\
Honestly, I have nothing more to say tonight. My video of farts on lost was pretty much all the energy I had. I still gotta gather up some more energy to wash the dishes and then take a shower. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking,
“John, why does God let good people suffer?”
and the answer is,
“Because God’s bored in Heaven, and he hasn’t found my website yet. I keep forwarding the link to Saint Peter, but he just trashes the emails and continues to flirt with the pearly gates secretary. How the fuck do they even make a gate out of pearl? Do you melt pearl? Do you glue them together? I’m not getting this. I thought the most you could do with a pearl, was stick a string through it, and attract cougars with it OMG I remember at dinner once we were sitting across from a table where this 45 year old lady was sitting with some 19 year old dude who was very nervous and she had that whole “I’m gonna get yo PENIS tonight!” look and he had the “OMG I HOPES SHE DOESNT EAT ALL HER DESSERT I WANTS DESSERTS!” But it would suck if that was her son, and I just kind of misjudged the situation.”
“The fuck are you talking about?”
“huh?
