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2:12 p.m. - 22 February 2002
jive talkin'
>>> Amy 02/22/02 11:45AM >>>
you're the man, stan.
are you going down to da kickin' cafe for lunch today?
>>> Jennifer 02/22/02 11:46AM >>>
oh yeah. I gots to steal some Grey Poupon packets from da lunch line too,
straight-up ghetto style.
>>> Amy 02/22/02 11:48AM >>>
true dat. true dat.
i's in needs of some of da chill fruit thats theys be havin' down stairz. i's
also needs to nuke my fruh-esh left ovahs. awwwww, yeah.
>>> Jennifer 02/22/02 11:49AM >>>
heard it, beeeotch!! I'z be lovin' dis gangsta all-star parlay.
>>> Amy 02/22/02 11:51AM >>>
you be freakin' ho. dis gangsta cussin' is da biz-natch. damn straight.
>>> Jennifer 02/22/02 11:54AM >>>
I is gots some rumblin' in my bizzly, damn! da Carnation Instant Brefas I be's sippin' on dis AM ain't don' nuttin' fo' dis nizzle!
ew no more groans, teapot PLEAZZZE!!! is makin' me sick, yo!
>>> Amy 02/22/02 11:58AM >>>
yo, dat teapot must be into da freaky shiz-nit. sup with da groanin' and what
not? for real.
da Carnation biz-natch and da Slimfast are whack. theys do nuthin' for tha
hungah painzzzzz. they's a bunch of bioootttchhhes. word.
>>> Jennifer 02/22/02 11:59AM >>>
lezzzeat. hungah painzzzzz is da worst. da eats is da bomb diggity.
>>> Amy 02/22/02 12:01PM >>>
i'z got ta bag it up. no diggity. no doubt.
we'z outtah here.
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"hungah painzzzzz" has been making me laugh for the past coupla hours.
I am a hard worker.
one of the fellows at work, a corpulent man, code name=teapot, lets out these massive, half achy groans from time to time and it's so fucking disgusting. it's like he's squeezing out a shit or something even more foul that I don't care to mention but you know what I mean.
ok that's all. latah.
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