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Um, cha. The
title sorta describes this page...sorta. This is where I like write stuff
that has happened to me
and like what I think about it and stuff really. Um, yeah, and how awesome
I am. That too. So yeah, it's full of shit
that makes no sense, like my life...No wait, it does make sense, so if you
dun understand it then stfu!
24th Feb 2004: Old Ladies, Single Mums and K-Mart
| So like, me and kery were
like going to kmart plaza to check out chicks, and do you know what we
find? Grandmas and single mums...not one fine lady around. We were totally
pissed like, absolutely pissed, like the type of pissed when you go to
get like chocolate out of the fridge and you get the packet out and there
is only like crumbs. That kind of pissed, where you feel like grabbing
the person who committed this terrible crime, and run them into a brick
wall...several times. Ok, not that pissed, but it wasn't coo.
So anyways, we decide to go to movies to see something coz we were bored, so we make our way to the city plaza. It takes us about 15 minutes, even though it's like 200m away..dun ask why, but like we get in and I nearly blow a fuse. It was 3pm and filled with teh ladies. Like teh total hotnesseseses, and we were like "Holy shit this owns you." But like after about 15 minutes of perving, we decide to go see a movie, in which the cinema was also filled with ladies. So like, we just made it to see the Last Samurai, which I have to say, owns every single movie to date. Like the type of owning that you see in Batman movies. Yes, total ownage. The cinematography was awesome and so was the direction. I dunno who the director was but he owns. Tom Cruise is pretty good with his drunken American dude role, and those Japanese dudes totally own you all. So like, we got out at 6pm or so, and like the cinema was packed with chicks and like they were wearing shirts that said 'player' on the back... We were like, 'what the fuck does that mean?', and 'who really gives a fuck if they are players? not like we are gonna be like "oh my goodness, they are players, bow to the holy players!"' Bwahahaha. So yeah, we get out of the mosh of player chicks, and out into the humidity. And let me tell you about the humidity, it was so thick you could practically chop it up, package it and send it to some cold places, it was that hardy. Shit it nearly killed me, and I am used to it! Fucking, Queensland, it sucks ass. I wish I was back in good ol' Victoria, where the water is fresh, the chicks are clean and free of disease, and the grass is green...shit, where there is grass! The only good thing about Queensland is coz my girl lives here, yes I mean you Belin... I mean Stacey :P Nah I love Stacey hey. Coz she is my biatch...lol! Nah I'm her biatch. Well yeah... You suck, no go back to wanking
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