the hottest image around, dooods. wish you was there. fo’real. did i or did i not say this broad was my new best friend? heather girl, scan us some new photos and you are posted. i swears it.
ps – if you are a girl and i call you a bitch, don’t kill yourself. thank you.
hit up the new guestbook/gossip page. you will love it. HOT CITY is even ok for losers.
dude shit totally stole last nite. tropical drinkfest 2002 – won myself a fancy straw hat for having the best named mixed drink, “Your mother’s a slut”
fo’real. it had every such fag fruit innit. there’s a few photos floating around from the evening. hrmm. i managed to get myself in a bicycle accident just ‘cos i wanted to look down at my peddle and see if it had a reflector on it – causing front wheel to align itself in streetcar track, lurching bike forward and sideways, me trying to stop myself – seat in the groin and peddles slamming into shin/calves/knees and i sink my bike and self into a parked car for good measure. fuck. on my shin there’s a nasty, dry bloody gash. then i spilt green tea all over myself and the table at chinese joint. i rule.
how many girls called you today?
zero
how many girls called you the day before?
zero
what’s zero plus zero equal?
fag
a teaser shot of goofy blue jays game photos with the asshole and company. we were tanked within seconds from our eleven dollar pints+ and i realised today how much of a fag i am for hot dogs and nachos. turns out the asshole is even more of an asshole than I am when it comes to telling people off whilst drunken bicycle-riding.
raymi: it’s not your right of way
the asshole: hey hey hey come on
cabby: hurry the hell up then
raymi: fuck you
the asshole: blow me you fuck
you cats totally have to come out to this. these babes, whom no one fucking cares about in toronto cuz you’re all dicks, are comin’ all the way from scotland to grace the silver dollar on spadina, NOT college as it incorrectly states in the flyer. Nick Flanegan will be there doing his awkward, knee-slapping stand-up, some other dj shit and most importantly i’ll be there – drunk and i’ll probably make out with you. why not. i have like, zero standards.
i have a boner. this dude said fancy things about me. TONYPIERCE SPEAKS. His site puts me, you, your uncle to shame. it really makes you shake your head. anyhow, check out Interview with an escalator and you’ll see what i mean.
full-stop.
i went swimming today And i went down the waterslide. i actually left the apartment before dark. wow for me. i need to buy new clothes and new cds. new clothes definitely so then i can stop wearing my old gay shirts inside-out and cutting them down the collar like a fag retard.
swimming. best idea i ever had.
insult of the day, “no talent ass-clown”
this is my asshole friend’s new little page. i really hate him because it looks neater than mine and he was telling me about how he was going to start one and i was all yah whatever and didn’t believe him at all until just now, he shows me it and so yeh, i hate him for this. HOW TO LIVE YOUR LIFE MY WAY
