Okay kids, now you shouldn’t ever try to scam money from your mother, but if you’re going to try…you shouldn’t call your mom claiming to need $500 because you’re braindead. Just sayin’. And yeah folks, that is a true story.
Archive for September, 2007
“Hahahahhaha. What happened to the Mets? Weren’t they in first place all along? Hahahahhha. That’s what people get for spending a whole lot of money on jerseys for a loser team. If you had bought a Yankees’ jersey, you could wear it proudly instead of hiding it in shame. Hahahahahahaha” -my mother. That’s right, trash talked by my mom. What up?
I’ll be doing the Tuffel Shuffel in my room, if anyone’s looking for me.
I’ve been spending a lot of time with Mets fans, who, well, just weren’t so keen on my Mets Suck based fandom. Something tells me right about now, they are ready.
Okay, kids. Gather round, here it is:
I love the Mets. Even the orange and blue combo theyâ€™ve got going. But I love that the Mets suck. Thatâ€™s what they do. We love them anyway. And sometimes, just umâ€¦once every few decades or so, the baseball deities reward our faith in the Suck and we get to be World Champions.
That’s why our motto is Ya Gotta Believe…I mean honestly. So cheer up. The Mets suck. Ya Gotta Believe that somehow, someday, they will win something. Just not today.
One day I am going to take an automotive course, so that I can stop taking my car to the dealership for service and saying things like “Um…I don’t know anything about cars, can you just check everything and fix it if anything is wrong no matter what the cost?” Because honestly, one of these days, the salesdude is going to die of a massive heart attack after all the jumping up and down and woo hooing that they do when they see me coming.
Hey, we’ve got company.
I finally have proof positive that Blockbuster Online is sending me random movies.
They mailed me a Ralph Macchio “film” that doesn’t have the word Karate in the title.
I wonder if God reads blogs. Okay, specifically, my blog.
Karol: You know those people who talk about their problems and their feelings and work them out cause they’re like… normal?
Me: No. Doesn’t ring a bell.