good times. good times.
2003-09-03 10:52 a.m.

hold on i am roasting my balls off in this shirt.

i came so close to slapping on my shirt with the gigantic playboy bunny on it. then i realized that my sister and i are going to Toy's R Us. haha screw it. ill wear it anyway.

those little menaces should be in school and i can frolic in whatever i choose to wear. Virgin eyes? well they're going to be devirginized anyway right?

and who is a better role model than moi?

anyhow, my bird picked up a new word and when i hear it i want to strangle him for it. he says "Crawl! Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!" and he keeps saying it in a old man's voice. then i get pissed off because that old man's voice is supposed to be mine.

i remember the time we had a house party while the rents were away and my friends taught him to say
"I want some gay-anal butt-sex!

my sister and i would just look at each other while we would eat dinner with the rents. thankfully they never found out what his delightful new saying was.