HEELLLLLOOOO.
I AM MISTER ED.
Four Score and eleven months ago, our blogfather brought forth to this internet, a new creation, conceived in mary jane, in dedication to the winterization that all boats are created equal.
yes, that's right l's & g's.....I have hacked into my old boatchecker account and am going to take this blog for a cruise around the high seas.
I have no idea how I got into this blog. It's a Christmas miracle really. Speaking of Christmas miracles, I remember when The Blogfather, The Human Head and I ate some mushrooms at kyles loft. after providing commentary for a zombie movie, i proved everyone wrong about something on Dick Tracy (the movie). Don't ask what it was because i have no earthly fucking idea. Anyway, after the movie, the blogfather killed christmas. in the nativity scene, he knocked an angel off the top of the nativity scene and killed all the sheep and shepards, and sent baby jesus flying from his crib. I just reread that last sentence, and the first thing that popped into my head was that movie "Throw Momma from the Train." Weirdly enough, that is the second time i've been reminded of that movie today.
Speaking of locomotives and mothers, my upstairs neighbors sound like a herd of elephants. i pretty much accidentally told them that one day. my roommate conveniently overlooked to tell me that the guys who worked in the dj store below us also live above us. so i was in the store a couple days after i moved in talking to them about random shit, and they were like, "oh do you live above us?" and i said ya, and they apologized for the noise. I said, "oh no problem at all. You guys are absolutely nothing compared to our upstairs neighbors....they are ridiculous." then they informed me that they were my upstairs neighbors. everyone laughed uncomfortably. foot in mouth.
I hate when i say things like foot in the mouth, because it prompts me to do two things:
A) wonder what the fucking origin of the saying is and how long its been around
B) picture the fucking saying being acted out. so i think about someones foot actually being stuck into their own mouth.
So what's the big deal? I'm not sure...it's not like its really that inconvenient to stop and think about it for a second.
I just realized one of the greatest inventions of the last five minutes. GUSHERS. My roommate went to visit her friend in Wisconsin who works for General Mills, and now we have a shit ton of random food. GUSHERS included. So i have to get some right now. brb.
ok, so i went to the cabinet of joy and i returned with the following things: Gushers, Chex Mix (two flavors - strawberry cheesecake or some shit and chocolate turtle), four candy corn, a reeses peices peanut butter cup and a glass of pink fuckin lemonade. hell to the yessir. i've died and gone to stoner heaven. except for the fact that these pretzels are making me thirsty and pink lemonade will fuck a nigga up if she ain't prepared for it.
you have reached the end of this blog, but i highly encourage you to check out the postings from last november. a different time of life, that was. kinda feels like four score and seven years ago.
