Thursday, March 08, 2007
Death of the Bomb Shaker
Well, I don't know how to break it to you all but......I don't want to date the Bomb Shaker. This past week was extremely difficult thanks to her and her weirdness. I don't want to go into the laundry list of reasons why just know that when you try to date lawyer chicks, you can tell them why you don't want to date them and they will try to defeat your argument. Strangest thing ever. After being in NOLA for a week being the only man with 6 other females, needless to say I've grown to appreciate my own testicles a little more. You can't have overreact without ovaries. I've heard enough about Grey's Anatomy, who the hottest professor is, the standard procedure of changing clothes 4 times a day and the gaining of a consensus of what everyone is going to wear (Oh my God if you wear a skirt I am so not comming out, humpf I didn't bring a skirt), not to mention being a chick herder to move around Bourbon Street. All I want to do know is sit on the couch, drink a large beer, eat a steak and watch something manly like football, Rambo, Die hard, or anything staring Chuck Norris. Just to know that I'm a man. I'm so glad for the pair of danglers that tell me I'm a man and it's OK to look at boobs.
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Jay, you are my favorite. I wish I was there with you. But if you can survive the cold of Minnesota, you are a manly man.
Fuck all the bitches. Rarely are they worth it.
Cliff, I'm going to assume you don't lump me in with "the bitches." And Jay, save the drama for your mama. Girls rule, boys drool. I think I've made my point.
P.S. Grey's Anatomy kicks ass.
Cliff you just made me cry :(. After all of our talks you say fuck all the bitches! YIKES!!!! Couldnt you have done better then that like take all their monkeys and never give them back! I mean lets get to the root of the evil!!!
Sorry Jay that will make no sense, maybe some day you will understand ;)
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