trevor gets mad

my favorite

booty shake

nothing more awesome than objectifying women!

ONE YEAR AGO TODAY

i have an ear-picking fetish and i’ve been at it for a year now i think. my left ear scabs up and gets flaky dry and i pick at it until it is sore and fil waits until my face is awash in euphoria and i am totally in the pleasure-zone of ear-picking and he slaps my hand away or hits my elbow so my finger jams painfully way up into my ear and then he says i will get cancer if i don’t stop picking my ear because whatever it is i am picking at never gets a chance to heal and i am like sure it does, it heals when i am asleep and then i wake up and pick at it some more.

sorry, i don’t have anything else to write about.

i am so ghetto today cos i’m smoking butts from the ashtray and i made these sticky noodles and ruined them because i doused them with liquid hickory smoke for flavor.

iamthebest.com

there’s still comments from the first time i posted this too

i have the worst fucking cramps i am going to strangle the universe and cid barfed all over my tiger rug and i walked through it.

i also can’t stop crapping.

i also have to go get sir barfsalot some catfood and fil thinks i am going to go to the pet store to get it i am going to go to the variety store cos it is closer.

OK, first things fucking first…

I’m fucking 36, and I am retired. I used to be a lawyer in Wisconsin. I retired and moved to Montana.

All I do now is snowboard, party, hike, play music and have fun…

Sounds like a pretty good life, no?

It is.

And I started blogging about it, justto tell the world how fucking much I rock.

But I come here, and I realize… wait a minute, dude…

Rocking has a new dimension.

And it is Raymi.

This shit cracks me up each and every day.

I check it twice a day, and it always delivers.

(Go ahead and put that on your movie ad… “The dude says I check it twice a day, and it always delivers.”)

Nevertheless, kudos and godspeed, young lady.

Lovin it.

Joe | Homepage | 06.15.06 – 10:09 pm | #

i have seven popsicle paintings and i know that this is how i am going to break out onto the art scene just fully explode despite the art scene being pretty close to over i figure that’s how you do it like buying a pair of doc martens from wal-mart when your grade seven teacher is even wearing them.

anyway there will alyways be art and parties for art but the time where you could blow your nose into a toilet paper tube and staple it to a hat and sell it for 350 and have a million hipsters drinking pabst is OOOOOver.

except for me and my popsicles, of course.

i bought some canvas yesterday well canvases canvasi? some plural words are just gay. anyway i almost had an emergency ass explosion in the art store but i didn’t then i bought some oil paint by accident and i am going to return it later. i am still painting popsicles. my life is the best. if you can’t tell i am very close to menstruating.

THIS IS SHARPIE!

she is my single girl of the week. she is a faghag drunk and totally fucking fun. she has an awesome job and her own apartment with no roommates or pets and she always cooks things and has lots of booze and she is 28 with the body of an 18 year old and she is very smart and maybe so hot i feel sorry for her anyway, hit this bitch up cos i’m tired of her crying when she sees fil and i fight. oh yeah she lives in toronto and sometimes she has posession of an automobile and her taste in music is pretty rad and she likes to go out a lot and socialize and eat late meals.

ps if you hurt her i will fucking destroy you.