They are only knees right? It’s not like I kneed them for laying down on the couch, or sitting at work or anything. Might as well dance like an idiot in front of my daughter, her friends, and their dads right? And who doesn’t want to listen to music you haven’t hear since you were in diapers (or before for most of you). There was Crystal Light and cookies that formed the most perfectly hideous taste together, and glowsticks as the worst sort of light ever. There was the photos of an old sweaty guy embarassing his daughter, soon to be put on Facebook for none of the world to see. Yep, totally not worth it.
So while you were out ruining your knees, or other non important things like you backs or brains, I put out a few non important posts. Such as the genius post like Spurs NBA Champ Bitterness. Sure they won the championship, but they lost a bunch of games too. If I would have lost that many, I would have been kicked out of school. At least they get punished by making millions of dollars and getting a 3 month summer vacation.
I say a lot of stupid and bitter things and a lot of people want to hurt me. Luckily I have a Stunt Double. Unluckily, my stunt double makes me do his stunts. Like for instance, ruining my knees at a dance. Find out what else my stunt double made me do in Stunt Double Bitterness.
In a movie that needed more stunts than a Hollywood Action Movie, uh Fast and Furious 6 (which is a Hollywood Action Movie) used the motto Ride or Die. I don’t think of those as mutually exclusive, but in their small world, I guess it is the only choice. Let’s just hope my next commute doesn’t produce that choice between riding and dying. Find out more on Ride or Die Friday Giftures.
Tweets came faster than a Hollywood Blockbuster, uh, I mean a car in a race in a Hollywood Blockbuster (don’t be jealous of my fancy metaphors or similies or whatever those things are).
It would be nice if your boss would give you a courtesy call before stopping by your cubicle and so rudely interrupting your web browsing.
In the case of the boss cubicle invasion, mine would need to play a trumpet as he walks up because he sits less than six feet diagonal from me.
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Man that sucks to be sitting so close to your boss. How the freak are you going to slack off when they are so close?
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Sprinkle, sprinkle! I come with peace my bitter friend! So…I guess the Spurs won? LOL
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Back off glitter fairy! It sounds like you are not here for peace if you are sprinkling stuff. Um, I’ll let you know if the Spurs won when I find out.
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Moi? Back off? But I am so innocent and pure hearted Ben! (Evil laugh). Will you let me know next year too? LOL 😛
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Of course you are innocent and pure. That’s why you would back off. Unfortunately, the man you are dating, Hiddleston would not. It’s him I’m afraid of.
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I’m innocent and pure who will refuse to back away. Have you read Tumblr regarding Tom? Craziness. Total mad house… a “den of inequities”. That’s why I blog over here on WordPress. Where real bloggers blog. LOL. Ooooh burnnnnn! 😛
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Yep, you are so innocent. Though you are probably lost in the Bermuda triangle right now, so good luck making it back to the paradise of Jersey.
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Haha, very funny. We haven’t even driven to the port yet. I think we sail off into the sunset around 4pm today. Hurricane or not. 😛
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I sure hope there is no hurry cane for you. Those are for those old people that have a hard time walking.
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As to opposed to turbo cane???!!!
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As opposed to a blazing inferno a cane.
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Sounds…hot.
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Volcanos got nothing on my blazing inferno a cane.
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Do you wear that silver metallic outfit and gloves? LOL
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Don’t hate, just because I look good in silver metallic gloves.
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I can only imagine the disgusting taste of that Crystal Light/cookie combination. Kind of like drinking Gatorade and eating . . . well, ANYTHING. (Gatorade + Cheez-Its is the most horrible thing in the entire world, and that’s only a bit of an exaggeration.)
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Amazingly I found a decent combination this morning that I never expected to work. I combined a celery stick with a blueberry and it was actually kinda good. It took the bland taste of celery and gave it a bit of sweetness along with taming down the sweetness of the blueberry. I felt like Remy from Rattatoie.
The dance was actually pretty fun, even though the drink/cookie combo was no good. I did a selfie with my daughter I need to text you.
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That sounds . . . disgusting.
I mean, I can see what you’re saying, that one would maybe sort of compliment the other. But I don’t like blueberries OR celery. I like the taste of blueberries, I suppose, but the consistency is just off-putting to me. And I don’t like celery in general.
Is that going to be your new go-to snack?
Yes, please do text me that photo at some point. 😀
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Hey, shit, that’s my girlfriend! What’s she on dating sites for … Aw hell.
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Luckily since she doesn’t know how to type or use a computer, she will never be able to get on the site. You’re pretty safe.
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Don’t remind me about my knees! I have to see a physical therapist… I’m eighteen. I’m probably headed for knee surgery before the age of 25. Tis a fickle world.
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Freakin knees! All we do is ask them to carry us for our whole lives and make them make us walk all the time and they give out on us. So not appreciative at all!
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