Now I ain't sayin shes a gold digger, but she ain't messin with no broke niggers
Geezy wiz. I would never have anticipated how one swollen engorged body part could so distract one from ones’ daily duties. This toe of mine has me reluctant to get out of bed in the morning, dreading the walk to work from the bus, and sitting at my computer whimpering and looking up dodgy websites. Who would have thought?
In other news, in a fit of decision I purchased a mobile phone over the interweb yesterday. It is quite a crappy number; just a black clunky-ish nokia, however the speaker works, which has it one giant leap ahead of my last handset technologically. It also has polyphonic ringtones. Currently when I am called it sounds like the 7.30 report theme song, which makes whatever I say next sounds sound much more relevant, pertinent and timely.
In breaking news … “Hi!”, “How are you?”, “Yeah … not bad!”, etc.
The downside is that I have a strong temptation to get some ultra crappy polyphonic theme song, like maybe the Black Eyed Peas,
“My hump. My hump. My hump, my hump, my hump. My lovely little lumps.. check it out.. you love my lady lumps … ” etc.
That would be good.
In keeping with my theme fruit, Bananas, I give you the following food item.
In other news, in a fit of decision I purchased a mobile phone over the interweb yesterday. It is quite a crappy number; just a black clunky-ish nokia, however the speaker works, which has it one giant leap ahead of my last handset technologically. It also has polyphonic ringtones. Currently when I am called it sounds like the 7.30 report theme song, which makes whatever I say next sounds sound much more relevant, pertinent and timely.
In breaking news … “Hi!”, “How are you?”, “Yeah … not bad!”, etc.
The downside is that I have a strong temptation to get some ultra crappy polyphonic theme song, like maybe the Black Eyed Peas,
“My hump. My hump. My hump, my hump, my hump. My lovely little lumps.. check it out.. you love my lady lumps … ” etc.
That would be good.
In keeping with my theme fruit, Bananas, I give you the following food item.
posted by tangles at 2:27 PM
4 Comments:
swollen engorged body part. tee hee!
she took my line that dirty fergie person.
'junk in the trunk' was mine dammit - rightfully pilfered from Jerry, by MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
Do you have crutches? That's a guaranteed seat on the bus!
I find the chick from the black eyed peas quite scary.
Not quite sure why, just wouldn't want to meet her in a dark alley. Probably something to do with her powerful clawed forelegs.
No crutches. Just limpy me. Shuffle shuffle hobo stylee.
I guarantee my seats on the bus with elbows. I don't need no reinforcements.
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