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Bad Company
I stopped doing drugs recently. Not cold-turkey stopped, but there were some serious cut-backs. It wasn't like I was selling my baby-shoes or getting fired from the video store or anything. But getting high puts you in some compromising situations, in contact with all sorts of human garbage. No where was this better demonstrated than at Golden Gate Park this Monday, April 20th when a million idiots congregated to celebrate some real fucked up shit and smoke a ton of pot.
There are so many assholes in this picture it's basically a magic-eye poster, and only if you stare really hard will you be able to pick out the college-masturbator, the Mardi-Gras thug-dyke, or Professor Dickcheese 1969. And that's just what I've found after 3 days.
If my kid ever wants to go to college, I'm saying "no."
There are so many assholes in this picture it's basically a magic-eye poster, and only if you stare really hard will you be able to pick out the college-masturbator, the Mardi-Gras thug-dyke, or Professor Dickcheese 1969. And that's just what I've found after 3 days.If my kid ever wants to go to college, I'm saying "no."
Apr 22, 2008
Soap Box, #1

Jokes aside, seriously, fuck Flight Of The Conchords. I'd elaborate myself but the always on-it Dusted has done it better than I ever could.
Review of the year.
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