yesterday i decided to get pissed-off and dissappear out of the place and then you called and asked if that was me in that mysterious car around the corner because you followed and i said no i am alone in the dark spying on the lake
harold cut my hair for free yesterday when we came in and were talking business and i said i need all the help i can get, this dry-ends shit is out of control
and we talked about how he is the token black dude in town and i said he must get a lot of pussy and he is like yeh i do but i don’t live here and i said i had noticed him several times at the coffeeplace and i had wondered about him
and i told him about the time me and tyranny walked around all hung over and he was wearing his new york fuckin’ city t-shirt and all the white families were shocked and appalled
harold has a motorcycle club and two chillens
when the girl was shampooing my head i was laughing like a moron and her face turned into a big question mark and i said please don’t be alarmed i am always weird like this and when water goes over the left side of my head something strange happens to me
and her eyes were tearing up because she was laughing at my hysterical giggle-attacks and feet stomping and grabbing the sides of the chair like arnold in total recall when they are going to shove that needle in ‘em
in other news
i watched new york minute, last nite, and now i am thinking of dying my hair blond
raymi needs a change
and then i can say that i did it because my idol ashlee simpson dyed hers blond and everyone would believe it
because they are special
valerie said no way jose don’t dye it blond keep it dark it suits you i will destroy the universe with my electronic pitchfork if your hair is blond and all the guys were like yeeeeh heeeeer doi blond hair droool swoon i like blooooooond
