Oh for cryin' out loud. I can't pretend any longer! My addiction to Assbook has taken me away from updating THIS blog. ERGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It's just so friggin' neat-o. I guess maybe my brain needs a break from writing complete sentences for a whi
Get it? That was a little jokey joke. I mean jokey jok
But the fact is, I love writing. So, write I shall. But maybe nothing too profound just yet (because I know this blog is where you come to get your profundity). Emphasis on the 'fun' and 'dity'.
Here's something I meant to tell you a while ago. But kept forgetting. A lady asked me for directions outside of a metro. I wasn't sure about the answer, so I stopped this old gal to help us. Which she did. Then me and the ol' gal walked to the metro together.
She ended up telling me about the fact that the metro ticket man once gave her wrong directions. She called him an "article". Then apologized because she felt it was a bad word. HAH!! Article. That's on par with "So and so".
I said - "Don't sweat it biatch. I can handle your f*cking swearing just fine".