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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

A random post of random posts

I love my printer. For something that's at least 4-5 years old, it's still tried and true. It can print 20 pages documents in like a minute. I've also been spoiled by good quality paper. Back a year or so ago, i found these 500 packs of paper for like 2 for 4 bucks or something. I bought 4 of them. The paper is heavy and has a light gloss to it. It really makes the ink bright. The only paper I can compare it to is office paper. You know the same Xerox office paper that every company has, the ones they use for corporate meetings and stuff. It's good stuff.

School is really hard. I hate growing up.

Why is there always one fat girl in a group of girls? She's like the fucking cock blocking bodyguard of the group. You know that one girl that has eaten everything, including the souls of helpless guys that try to hit on her cute friends. She hates life. Her friends only hang out with her because they feel bad for her and because she makes the other girls look prettier. Of course it's true. If i stood next to a piece of shit, i'd smell great. That's right you fat ugly girl, you're just a piece of shit that makes other girls smell better. I hope you choke on a chicken bone.

See, i have no problem making fun of fat girls. That's something a person can change about about themselves without resorting to plastic surgery. So don't tell me it's messed up. I used to be fat, and recently, i've gotten fat again. But I know with a little exercise i'll be good again. SO GO JOG, FATTY. Go jog before you get so fat that your ankles break the first time you try to run.

Why is it, that some languages are so hot and some languages are just disgusting to listen to? Especially people that can speak other languages that they usually can't. Like if an asian girl busted out in german, I would fall helplessly for her. Or if any girl busted out in japanese. Then there are some languages that I can't stand to hear anyone speak. Cantonese, French, Vietnamese... and sometimes Korean depending on who speaks it. Some of those girls can get really whiney and annoying and the guys can sound like they're flaming metrosexuals.

I haven't wore khakis in a long time. I don't even remember what they look like on me.

Saturday at the club, i've never seen so many hot girls at one place. It was weird too, because I looked around the room and I realized that I could probably meet any of those girls there. It's possible that I am connected to them by at most 4 degrees of seperation. Except the black people. Probably connected to them through at least 5. Some of those black girls were kinda hot too.

Then there was that one fat white chick who dressed up like a trailer trash slut. She kinda just stood around the bar and hoped someone would talk to her. She was aching for a big black penis. Thankfully I'm not equipped to help her out. Though if i was equipped so, I would definately share my gift with all the girls that wanted to bounce on my mandingo pogo stick.

I hit a new low today.

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