June 22, 2007
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Colma
Found these promos on YouTube, which is this site where you can watch Japanese people nibble on ears, dress up like power rangers, study farts, play tetris with humans, etc. etc. etc.
Please click here to enjoy the following things:
1. See a great movie set in the Bay Area.
2. Sit next to me.
3. Be dry humped into submission by me and my friends.
4. Hang out with us at Frisson afterwards.
5. Never see me again after tonight. Like Cinderella or something. Except I don’t wear glass slippers or talk to rats.
So I was picking my nose the other day and came across one of those boogers that is totally crispy dry but still connected to wet snot. I love those boogers. Yummy.
Do you ever get self conscious at the gym? I’ve noticed lately that a girl acts stranges around me. Like I think she thinks I stalk her or something. I’m not, it’s just that no matter what time I go to the gym, she’s one machine away from me. It’s totally not planned.
Our eyes kinda half met today and I kinda nodded at her while I was in mid rep. It wasn’t a ‘Hey’ nod, but a jesus christ my spleen is gonna burst nod. I think she took it for the former, though. And then, she kinda looks away real fast. At first I though my nads were hanging out of my shorts or something. I checked and didn’t see anything but my -admittedly- hairy yet sexy thighs.
But when I looked down, I swore I saw something dangling from my face. And that’s when I realized I had a fat booger hanging out of my nose.
Comments (5)
guys & yoga balls r as hot as poodles & pitbull mixes
maybe she was stalking your hot hairy thighs.
that rat could be master splinter!
Colma looks like a fun movie. Musical. … thing.
Wet/crispy boogers are nasty… But oh, how nice it is to breathe when getting rid of one after waking up.
I get very self conscious at the gym. Especially when it’s obvious that I’m making the weights A LOT lighter than what the person at the machine before me was benching/squatting/sit-upping…
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Yo I was at the premiere, 10PM showing, but I had to go bc my girlfriend wasn’t feeling well at all… I ran into the director outside he seemed pretty pissed I was leaving… I got to the point where they were smoking weed on the hill after the dude kicked his dad’s ass…. I thought the film was interesting, showed some cool stuff, but was technically deficient. Then again, I think it was not about the technical quality, and more about the fun of it…?
Anyways I didn’t hear anyone yelling their ass was on fire, you liar.
Shame on you.
Next time if I manage to run into you, could you make sure to wear a pretty pink hat?