Thursday, August 25, 2005
JUST FINISHED CUTTING MY HAIR AND SHAVING MY EYEBROWS
HAVE A GOOD TIME SPENDING $45/MONTH AT A SALON AND YOU DON'T GET TO KEEP THE CLIPPINGS TO MAKE A MOUSTACHE. OWNED.
MRH,
THE REVERSE PRINCESS LEIA LOOKS GOOD ON ME.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
GENTLEMAN, IF YOU DON'T STORE VALUABLES BETWEEN COUCH SEAT CUSHIONS, WAYSA?
I AM CURRENTLY STORING 5 OREOS, A ROLL OF DUCT TAPE, 2 CAPRI SUNS, A HANDFUL OF GOLDFISH AND MY SUNGLASSES.
YOU STORE YOUR SPARE CHANGE.
MRH,
HAS BEEN KNOWN TO DIG DEEP TO PULL OUT A TREAT FOR THE LADIES.
JUST FINISHED PUTTING RACING STRIPES ON THE CAR WITH A BLACK MARKER.
THE CARAVAN HASN'T LOOKED BETTER.
LUNCH BREAK IS NEXT.
5 HARD BOILED EGGS, HANDFUL OF RAISINS, CAPRI SUN AND SWEET TARTS.
DON'T EVEN ASK TO SHARE. I WILL BITE YOU WITHOUT THINKING TWICE
MRH,
ROLLS HARD IN THE CARAVAN.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
JUST GOT BACK FROM CHUCK E. CHEESE, OWNED THE FUCK OUT OF SKI BALL.
GOING THROUGH MY LOOT, 3 STUFFED ANIMALS, HANDFUL OF PIXIE STICKS (I DON'T CARE IF YOU ASK NICELY, YOU CAN NOT HAVE), AND A HANDFUL OF CARMEL CORN RIDING SHOTGUN IN MY PANTS POCKET.
YOU TYPED A MEMO AND TOOK A CONFERENCE CALL IN YOUR KHAKIS AND BLUE SHIRT (NICE SQUARE TOED SHOES.)
MRH,
SHOWED THAT FUCKING MOUSE WHY YOU DON'T SNEAK UP ON MRH WHILE IN SKI BALL ZONE.
JUST FINISHED BUILDING MY TOILET PAPER FORT. DO NOT ENTER. I'M EATING LUNCH
OWNING THE FUCK OUT OF 4 LUNCHABLES (BOLOGNA, CAPRI SUN, CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE).
STEP TO MY FORT AND HARVEY (7FT INVISIBLE RABBIT) WILL KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT.
KEEP YOUR HEAD ON A SWIVEL.
LATER I'LL BE TERRORIZING YOUR HOT BITCH ON MY BANANA SEAT BIKE.
YES, I HAVE TASSLES.
NO YOU CAN'T RIDE.
MRH,
TUCKS IN HIS T-SHIRT.
Monday, August 22, 2005
JUST WOKE UP FROM A NAP, OWNED THE FUCK OUT OF A JAR OF MARSHMELLOW CREAM
HOW IS THAT SPREADSHEET COMING ALONG?
MRH,
STABBED A TEACHER IN THE BELLY WITH A PENCIL FOR TOUCHING MY MARSHMELLOW CREAM.
JUST GOT BACK FROM DOMINATING AT THE PLAYGROUND
OWNED THE FUCK OUT OF THE TIRE SWING FOR ABOUT 30 MINTUES, PLAYED NO-TOUCH-GROUND TAG ON THE JUNGLE GYM FOR 45 MINUTES AND FINISHED BY BEATING DOWN THE TETHER BALL FOR ABOUT 10 MINTUES.
NOW I'M GOING TO OWN THE FUCK OUT OF A FRUIT ROLL UP AND A JUICE BOX.
YOU SAT ON A 40 MINUTE CONFERENCE CALL.
MRH,
MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE SHIT MY PANTS. I DON'T REALLY CARE.
