alex on November 23 2010
Welp... turkey day is fast approaching and you know what that means. I'm bound to throw up this week from over eating and drinking too much. Like clock work every year, this week, I puke out my guts from raging too hard. I, for one, welcome the vomit this year, bring on the cranberry sauce mixed with cheap dessert wine and the ocassional stuffing bit coming out my nose and mouth! I thank with my puke.
alex on May 19 2011
Well folks thats it, the world ends tomorrow. Remember when this happened in like 1995? I cant remember the exact year. I was a child and scared fucking shit less - I remember seeing tons of billboards reading the world was going to end. You know how terrifying that is to a child? So to all the religious nut jobs who think its ok to prophetize the rapture or apocalypse or the raptocalypse - fuck you.
alex on September 27 2010
I just got caught doing the robot, I was walking down the street and I thought I was alone and there was a car alarm going off right next to me(for those of you who havnt been to NYC car alarms are basically the equivalent of birds chirping). For some reason I equate being alone on the street and a car alarm blairing in my ear with doing the robot, so I busted out a serious robot mid stride. After about 15 seconds of doing some solid robot action I realized some dude had been watching me the whole time, about 10 ft away from me. I tried to work it back in to my walk stride, like maybe i was having a mild seizure or a really weird limp. I'm pretty sure he bought it.