go fly a kite eh

HAHAHAHHAHA i have to post it again slightly different because i have the sense of humour of a ten year old this reminds me of swiss chalet dinners drawing ugly pictures of my entire family, both my brother and i would, on the other side of our paper place mats and then snap the shirly temple swords on the table and the ends would fly across the room. fucking monster kids. this one time at pizza hut my brother cleared out entire booths surrounding ours from one long solid disgusting belch, like the one will ferrell does in the movie elf. it was when indiana jones came out, don’t remember which one, i do remember being pissed off the kid’s meal toy was paper diorama harrison fords.

memory lane post from when i got my tongue pierced. the gap between my two front teeth has since pretty much closed up. don’t even get me started on how stupid my hair was and that sweater belonged to the dude i saw a few times who lived/was friends of the death from above guys before they were death from above. they had a band together too that he dropped out of, i bet he regrets that move. he never got the sweater back, asked for it once we were done, i think i cut it down the middle, sorry kev. that’s the raymi fyi tidbit for today, i got lots. all the other unrelated stories coming to mind right now strictly involve cocaine and i don’t really feel like going down that memory road right now, ha road, more like highway. jokes guy jokes, maybe more like a memory cul-de-sac or a subdivision. omg i hope this isn’t only funny to me right now.

i had the worst sushi from e sushi last nite, a spicy tuna tempura roll, and the tuna was minced, not whole, it was way too fishy. those m’f’ers are on a time-out. i gave them not one but TWO indoor monsoon ceiling rain chances, this is strike three. the second rain time was even worse than the following…

me: look

Phil: wtf i was winning yesterday

me: i dont know if this is considered actual winning

Phil: ha

me: ha