i'm gonna get off my ass, wearing my freshly cleaned plaid pajama pants, and nothing else, and drive to del taco, and eat like the king that i am.
chicken chedder quesodilla, two soft tacos, and french fries.
but not before i smoke a cigarette, a bong hit, ANOTHER square...
and if i still remember, then mayyyybe i'll go.
what some people call slow painful starvation, I call mild pre-occupation.
and me and my ass... we'd rather sit here, going full throtle on this coors light, with the bong, and the cigarettes, and the Conan O'Brien on the boob-toob.
in fact the longer this blog post gets the less lieky i will anyhting of any form of wannabe nurishment, and will settle for ice cream from 7-11....
ya ya ya ya .... iccccce creeeeeam. i going now, i'll tell you if they hated on me for the no shirt thing.
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