well i wasn't here obviously. lets not get into a big fight over it. you know who brings the jujis, baby, you know its me. and i have bringing the jujis. oh yes.
remember when marion jones was being marketed as proof that you can accomplish your dreams and reach your goals EVEN IF YOU ARE A BLACK AND A GIRL? or whatever they meant by it, remember her on posters in schools? drinking milk and eating her wheaties or whatever, big shot athlete, sell me some cereal and some running shoes? yes you too, little black girl, can rise to stardom and maybe if you're lucky you'll be involved in a world-class sports doping scandal! the best part is that eventually you'll become famous for lying and cheating! THE AMERICAN DREAM IS ALIVE!!
porsche is getting quite a lot of storytelling leverage out of quoting me, of course the me she is quoting is post-5 beers and a quarter bottle of rum. i flat out wrestled her to the ground outside our house, and then at some point i uttered those immortal words that melt every heart:
"i gotta stick my finger up there, and wiggle it around".
my verdict is in and cheap wine is tired. i drank a bottle of yellow tail riesling recently, which i usually think is decent for cheap wine. a)it did not taste good, it was like you had soaked green apples in grain alcohol. b) i couldn't even really get a handle on if i got buzzed or not. i felt cheated and so its back to good old reliable beer. for a dollar more, the six pack of sierra nevada pale ale would probably have lasted me 2 or 3 days and been much, much, much more satisfying.
i am like, hard-core into the wiggles. can you believe that greg turned out to be jesus? awesome plotting. i may be thinking of something else.
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