User LockPickstah44:
Goddamn, after I read the post below this, I almost didn't wanna post. But, you know, I felt like I should try to lighten the mood. Before I do so, I'd just like to say, I'm really sorry, you guys. I hope your dad makes it.
Anyway, it's been a while since I posted. I didn't really do anything of particular interest today, but I figured I ought to post something eventually. So, here it is.
I must've been sleeping with my mouth open last night, because when I got up this morning, the inside of my mouth tasted like ass. I was gonna drink coffee to get rid of it, but I honestly think coffee tastes like ass, too. I'm gonna make a confession. I'm really a tea-drinker at heart. I just drink coffee because it's masculine. I hate that shit. So I had tea this morning. That fixed the taste problem. Even if D scolded me for putting too much sugar in.
Then I decided to get on Grand Theft Auto just for kicks, and I didn't really play, I just stole some dude's truck and went around driving on the sidewalk. That was a fun start to my morning.
After that, I actually got a call to do some work for once. He wanted me to break into some government building and steal some thing... pretty routine assignment, if you ask me. It was really easy. It took me like a fuckin' hour. Doesn't anyone ever want to break into evil lairs and save the world anymore? Or is that only for movies these days? Wyoming, you lucky bastard. You're a hitman, for God's sakes. At least your job is semi-entertaining from time to time.
With no more than a few hours out of my day, I just decided to go home. I was on my way when I drove through this one town that was having some sort of carnival. I got a corndog there for lunch. Oh! And I found deep fried oreos. I thought they sounded disgusting, but I saw like six or seven people order some before I got to the front of the line to order my corndog and lemonade, so I thought, "hey, I'll try 'em", and I ordered some. Those. Things. Are. Heaven. Basically, they're oreos wrapped in funnel cake, and the cookies get all soft inside. Oh my God. Next time any of you goes to a carnival, get some of those things. They'll fuckin' blow your mind.
So, after I got my food, I found a concert for some local band I'd never heard of, so I grabbed a seat on the bleachers they had set up and gave 'em a listen while I ate. After I'd finished eating, I decided to go join the people standing up by the stage in jumping up and down senselessly. That was fun.
I scoped out the rides, but the best thing they had was a swinging pirate ship, so I played that water squirting game where you aim at the button and try to get your marker to the top first. I lost like five times, so I went and played the pick-a-duck game just because I knew I'd win. I got a stuffed turtle.
After that, I got bored, so I drove home. I played Grand Theft Auto for real for a little while, then got irritated because I was having trouble finding some dude I was supposed to talk to, so I drove on the sidewalk for a while.
Then, I got on the blog, and here I am! That's pretty much all.
Also, there's a stuffed turtle that needs a good home. Anyone like stuffed animals?
Goddamn, after I read the post below this, I almost didn't wanna post. But, you know, I felt like I should try to lighten the mood. Before I do so, I'd just like to say, I'm really sorry, you guys. I hope your dad makes it.
Anyway, it's been a while since I posted. I didn't really do anything of particular interest today, but I figured I ought to post something eventually. So, here it is.
I must've been sleeping with my mouth open last night, because when I got up this morning, the inside of my mouth tasted like ass. I was gonna drink coffee to get rid of it, but I honestly think coffee tastes like ass, too. I'm gonna make a confession. I'm really a tea-drinker at heart. I just drink coffee because it's masculine. I hate that shit. So I had tea this morning. That fixed the taste problem. Even if D scolded me for putting too much sugar in.
Then I decided to get on Grand Theft Auto just for kicks, and I didn't really play, I just stole some dude's truck and went around driving on the sidewalk. That was a fun start to my morning.
After that, I actually got a call to do some work for once. He wanted me to break into some government building and steal some thing... pretty routine assignment, if you ask me. It was really easy. It took me like a fuckin' hour. Doesn't anyone ever want to break into evil lairs and save the world anymore? Or is that only for movies these days? Wyoming, you lucky bastard. You're a hitman, for God's sakes. At least your job is semi-entertaining from time to time.
With no more than a few hours out of my day, I just decided to go home. I was on my way when I drove through this one town that was having some sort of carnival. I got a corndog there for lunch. Oh! And I found deep fried oreos. I thought they sounded disgusting, but I saw like six or seven people order some before I got to the front of the line to order my corndog and lemonade, so I thought, "hey, I'll try 'em", and I ordered some. Those. Things. Are. Heaven. Basically, they're oreos wrapped in funnel cake, and the cookies get all soft inside. Oh my God. Next time any of you goes to a carnival, get some of those things. They'll fuckin' blow your mind.
So, after I got my food, I found a concert for some local band I'd never heard of, so I grabbed a seat on the bleachers they had set up and gave 'em a listen while I ate. After I'd finished eating, I decided to go join the people standing up by the stage in jumping up and down senselessly. That was fun.
I scoped out the rides, but the best thing they had was a swinging pirate ship, so I played that water squirting game where you aim at the button and try to get your marker to the top first. I lost like five times, so I went and played the pick-a-duck game just because I knew I'd win. I got a stuffed turtle.
After that, I got bored, so I drove home. I played Grand Theft Auto for real for a little while, then got irritated because I was having trouble finding some dude I was supposed to talk to, so I drove on the sidewalk for a while.
Then, I got on the blog, and here I am! That's pretty much all.
Also, there's a stuffed turtle that needs a good home. Anyone like stuffed animals?
Don't you DARE give Grif any ideas about deep friend oreos. He already eats unhealthy enough.
As for the turtle, you could probably give it to Caboose. I'm sure he likes plushies like that.
sexxy_kay:
You seem to have intimate knowledge of what ass tastes like. Maybe when I get back I'll teach you how some other things taste!
I'm glad you had fun at the carnival. We might be taking Simmons to a theme park if there's enough time...
MasterDeadshot13:
Perhaps you should get some experience in the field of assassination. Should be rather good for your resume to have two specialties.