Sunday, June 26, 2011

the bastard doesn't really mean to sound optimistic…

…but there's just something about sitting out on the balcony with 4 fingers of whiskey with a gentle breeze that makes him think,

"shit doesn't suck so much"

now all I need is respectable recipe for bul gogi tacos and shit would pretty much be complete for me for now.

what'd ya want some piss and vinegar?


I got lost coming and going from a birthday party in Yonkers.

Yonkers is good and all, but I can no longer trust my gps to do the right thing by me.

I mean seriously why does it make me go past a right turn on 31st so I van make a left on 32nd so Ivan make a left onto 31st?

what the hell is that shit?



bul gogi.

—the bastard

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