Feb 04 2009
Blah Bleh Bloh Hah (French for The Garbage Coming Out of My Mouth)
Staplers get jammed easily.
I don’t like blue towels. I own lots of blue towels.
Green hair is out of fashion. No shit. Haha.
Most tattoos are style over substance. Especially lower back ones. (Edit: On second thought, most tattoos offer neither style nor substance. Now I need a new word that begins with ’s.’)
Trophies are not as expensive as they seem.
Technology is increasing at a very fast rate. My alarm clock is my cell phone.
Possums.
Logistics.
Nanotechnology.
Kino.
Keno.
Poker.
Broker.
Al Roker.
Joker.
Smoker.
Not Midnight Toker, but you expected that didn’t you? You fucking snob.
Week-end or Weekend? Or Week End?
I wish I was paid by the word.
Poop.
–Loser-reads-what?
Sliced
Diced
Jerry Riced
Eat
Meat? Meet? Beer? Bear? I swear!
I don’t care
i before e except after c. That’s weird.
Who me? Smi? What about me?
Bang a Rang! Ruthio!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KkH-BWS1p-M
All I can really say is these lists are priceless. They make no sense yet they make all the sense in the world. Sense or cents?