Thursday, August 11, 2011

I'm in the mood for some "Radical, Marxist, Socialist, Un-American" cable news would call it. I call it "Chocolate" pudding.

It's physically impossible for me to hump enough interns to overcome my tendency to be honest. Thoughts of a political career end....


ME + Getting it on with YOU often = ME + doing pretty much whatever you want


ME - MOST things = ME not giving a crap

ME - access to your delicious (insert favorite body part & best behavioral attributes)
= ME frigging UNHAPPY

So in the words of Marvin Gaye "Let's Get it ON!"

*drops the mic, realizes that he DIDN'T say ANYTHING, let alone anything worthy of a "mic drop", looks around embarrassed, walks away...*

I'm getting a henna tattoo on my ass for my critics. It'll be an arrow. Destination KNOWN.

Just saw a lady that looked like my ex...10 years ago...when she was nice...and she hadn't developed her soul immolating powers...

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