A few things today. Not much though. How are you? I am well. I am very glad that I am not this complete tool. I wonder what Jay-Z has got to say about it. Besides "fuck off, nobody likes you Weezy, you're a fucked up coke head, keep my girls name out your mouth understand?" Seriously, what an ass hat. I hope some cracker bailed him up after the show and was all "Y'all listen to me nigger," not because over the top racism is funny but because it's what would offend Wankest the most.
Also, the irony of this website tickled me pink in a way that I did not expect. Sure, censoring porn stars when they are swearing my seem like a good idea on paper, as long as said paper is made out of trees only grown on the moral high ground and bleached with white pride. That doesn't even make sense but I'm not here to make sense. Actually, what am I here for?
Heard this song before? I don't think I've ever told you that my dream job would be to make film clips. I'd kill to be able to make a clip for this song. It would start with a man being chased through a forest wearing the remnants of a dinner suit, maybe a mask like this but in black.
I liked this a lot. If you are not familiar with the Onion, familiarise yourself now.
There was a massive brawl on Smith st the other day. The police came down and doused everyone in capsicum spray. It was apparently awesome.
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