Friday, September 30, 2005
THERE REALLY ISN’T MUCH YOU CAN DO IF YOU WANDER INTO MY LINCOLN LOG TOWN
YOU WILL GET A RUBBER SPATULA BEAT DOWN OF THE SEVEREST ORDER.
JUST FINISHED THE FUCK OUT OF THE NEW BANK.
YES, THAT IS HE-MAN AND SHE-RA. DO YOU THINK I WOULD LEAVE MY MARSHMELLOW PEEPS UNPROTECTED? ARYTS, IA?
TIME TO OWN THE FUCK OUT OF MY AFTERNOON SNACK: 2 ORANGE FANTAS, BOX OF PINWHEELS AND A CARMELLO.
MRH,
SERIOUSLY, GET THE FUCK OUT.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
JUST DRESSED UP LIKE GODZILLA, OWNED THE FUCK OUT OF MOMS PORCELAIN VILLAGE
THOSE LITTLE FUCKING PEOPLE JUST SIT AND STARE AT ME EVERY DAY, SO I DID SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
WREAKED FUCKING HAVOC.
GREEN FINGERPAINT APPLIED: CHECK
SKI GOGGLES: CHECK
OVEN MITS: CHECK
CAPE: CHECK (IF YOU DON’T WEAR A CAPE 24/7, WAYSA?)
STOMPIN BOOTS: CHECK (PETER LIMMER OWNS YOU SON)
CELEBRATION WILL INCLUDE 1 BOTTLE MARTINELLI'S APPLE CIDER, CYLINDER OF RITZ CRACKERS AND A BIG HUNK.
HOPE YOU HAMMERED OUT THOSE COMPS IN TIME.
MRH,
MOONWALKED OVER THE PORCELAIN FRAGMENTS LIKE SCIPIO
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
JUST FINISHED 250 ROTATIONS ON MY SIT AND SPIN, TIRED AS FUCK.
TUESDAYS ARE SHOULDERS, FOREARMS AND BICEPS WHICH MEAN ME OWNING THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIT AND SPIN.
YES, I WORE LEATHER RACING GLOVES (ISOTONERS, YOU CAN’T AFFORD) FOR GRIP.
NO I DID NOT WEAR PANTS.
HELMET AND HANS DEVICE (GOOGLE IT IF YOU HAVE TO) IN FULL EFFECT.
NOW, I’M HEADED TO LUNCH TO ENJOY THE BURN, 5 ZINGERS, AN ORANGE JULIUS, AND 4 TAQUITOS.
HOW WAS THAT 2 HOUR TEAM BUILDING MEETING THIS MORNING? DID YOU HAVE A SECOND BLUEBERRY MUFFIN?
MRH,
MAY OR MAY NOT PUT PANTS ON ALL DAY.
