Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Uh, larry brown I guess. But still. There is the critical area that he was Kansas joe. Wait. Was he? Fuck I don’t know what the fuck I’m talking about, so anyway, if you’re like, my stalker? I’ll be there. With full on clips regalia.
But I will have to suffer up the cosmic consequences if golden state somehow grows some balls and beats the la clippers so uh, whut? Yup. So. Shizzle mctizzle with booweevils, you know?
Uh, I have to, uh, you know, do the whole nine yards dillio right now. At this juncture. Cuz if I don’t it won’t to me to be better myself with that which is required doing. The issue at hand. The gracias to the enchilada. The chili cheese steak with the great moonrake. And then other shit like that.
Jeezo peezo this shit is takin so fricken long and shit I’m thinking fuck it I don’t have to do this shit right now. No this shit. Not the other shit, that necessitates immediate and calculated action.