dear windy evening diary,
the wind picked up quite a bit, but my windshield never got wet. the lady with blue hair fucked with me all night long till i almost couldn't stand it, but she is no match for me. then i gave it right on back to her, came home, went to the store, spent almost two hundred bucks on groceries, UH! got sour cream, cottage cheese, an atari controller, pinesol, two headlights, a loaf of bread, some ham, bacon, baby back ribs (cooking them now oink oink) coleslaw (for becky) tapioca pudding, icecream AND cones, brats, dogs, itialian dressing, chips, bean dip, peanuts, eggs, biscuits, milk and did i say ATARI controller? i meant xbox360 or whatTHEFUCKever. oh yeah, the unibomber ALSO got 18 twelve packs of pepsi throwup. his cart total was eighty bucks NOT COUNTING THE FUCKING CONTROLLER.... so that pretty much sucked up the whole two stack i brought to blow on eating. he also got oreos and potato chips and coffee- since i accidentally spilled that vanilla shit on the floor and everything. someday if the wind blows extremely hard, (i said HARD) i am hoping the chicken chested mother fucking unibomber will just possibly up and blow away. be sure and read that correctly, i said, "up and blow away."
the wind picked up quite a bit, but my windshield never got wet. the lady with blue hair fucked with me all night long till i almost couldn't stand it, but she is no match for me. then i gave it right on back to her, came home, went to the store, spent almost two hundred bucks on groceries, UH! got sour cream, cottage cheese, an atari controller, pinesol, two headlights, a loaf of bread, some ham, bacon, baby back ribs (cooking them now oink oink) coleslaw (for becky) tapioca pudding, icecream AND cones, brats, dogs, itialian dressing, chips, bean dip, peanuts, eggs, biscuits, milk and did i say ATARI controller? i meant xbox360 or whatTHEFUCKever. oh yeah, the unibomber ALSO got 18 twelve packs of pepsi throwup. his cart total was eighty bucks NOT COUNTING THE FUCKING CONTROLLER.... so that pretty much sucked up the whole two stack i brought to blow on eating. he also got oreos and potato chips and coffee- since i accidentally spilled that vanilla shit on the floor and everything. someday if the wind blows extremely hard, (i said HARD) i am hoping the chicken chested mother fucking unibomber will just possibly up and blow away. be sure and read that correctly, i said, "up and blow away."
