Good morning, peeps! It's Friday all up in this bitch and I am feeling so damn good right now I could kiss my cat. No, not so much. Her breath smells like tuna and fur. Even still, I feel hella good right now.
My birthday is in 16 days, peeps. And I am gonna be honest: I want a fucking gift. Nothing big, maybe 5 dollars off at Chic-Fil-A or something. Or a naming of a state after me. Fuck Maine, Chachi sounds like a kick ass state name. The state flag could be a pirate slaying a bear (Take THAT, California!) or something sweet like that.
So I caught all of 5 minutes of the MTV VMAs and I must say that MTV still sucks. As does Jack Black, that motherfucker was funny in ONE MOVIE (Saving Silverman) and shitty in everything else. God, I hate him and I hate MTV.
Still not enough to blow my high. I aint got much planned for the weekend (except maybe some college football and video games) so I will try to be up on Saturday for a special post. TRY TO BE. Oh, and my review of the Flying Spaghetti Monster book. The first page was awesome, so if the book is even HALF as good as that then I just filled the cup. Until next time, stay up peeps.
Live, Laugh and Love.
