Thursday, March 16, 2006

I wanna see you move

Let me see you stand up.
Good. Good.
Now.
Bend over.
Very good.
Very good indeed.
Now….what are you wearing.? ……………

Dirty. Spring-like thoughts.


Life lesson for march 16, 2006:
The porous, sponge-like material with which you eat your Ethiopian food with, will expand to 40x it’s original size once inside your intestines. You will feel like a hot air balloon, careening through the open sky on a hot, humid, sticky mid-July day, carrying five very large, big boned ladies.
And you’ll be scared to put on your tank top at the gym…at which point you’ll develop many scenarios, in your head, in which all parties working out at the gym will look at you and laugh laugh laugh their asses off thereby sending you home weeping like an ugly stepchild who overstayed his welcome at the big house.

Then you realize this is just a blog and it reflects nothing in real life situations.

vouloir le beurre et l'argent du beurre -
Nate
PS - you'll never guess. We went to an ethiopian place last night for dinner. Good times.

"Now I hope you don’t get mad at me, but I told nate you was a freak“
He said he wants a slut
hope you don’t mind,
I told him how you like it from behind

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