Well, I guess it's been a while and you're probably wondering what happened when King Bloggah rolled over to Tillary Street two weeks ago to wipe the internet with Verdana's faggoty ass. I think I ate something funny, and then he caught me off guard, and next thing you know yeah, he had somehow jedi-mind-tricked me onto the ground. I don't know what's worse - him beating me, or him actually doing it in a Lord of the Rings costume (I don't know which character it was; I talk to girls whenever possible.)
Anyways. Whatever. Erica got lucky here. But he won't be so lucky in a few weeks when I reschedule his ass-whuppin. If I was Ericoire I'd think about signing up and heading over to Iraq tout suite. In the meantime, join me tomorrow morning for a woodshedding of The Sartorialist. Christ. I have no idea what a sartorialist is, but I hope for his sake it's not Latin for "bleeder." If I'm this douchebag I go ahead and make sure my boyfriend tivos the next coupla weeks wrth of Project Cumway. And more bad nows, Sarty -I'm looking to take out Ericeena's luck on your fucking face. Good luck, dickhead!!!!!!
finally, someone who will kick the Sartorialist's ass.
ReplyDelete... careful where you kick him and don't forget your cup.
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