I don't have anything 2 blog about. I end up with shit like this.
It's almost three in the fucking morning and I can't sleep.
There's no one online I am even remotely interested in talking 2.
I try 2 post my blog, only 2 discover the site would rather be having a system error.
I catch the last two lines of a song I really like on the radio, right B4 twelve fucking minutes of commercials.
The only people who seem genuine live half a country (or in some cases the whole fucking thing) away from me.
There's no creamer 4 my coffee. What am I supposed 2 do with this shit now?
The only shit on TV are infomercials and ESPNs Sportscenter.
I realize I have WAY overused the three emoticons I actually use.
I have 2 keep explaining something. Even if it wuz funny 2 begin with, it probably wuzn't that funny.
I sleep all day becuz I wuz up all night writing a stupid fucking blog.
People I don't really like start acting they are running shit. Who the fuck died and made U the Blog Police, anyway?
Someone dies and makes someone I don't really like the Blog Police.
I'm the only one who thinks I'm funny.
I run out of space and have 2 split my blog N2 two parts. I always feel like no one reads part one. Stupid, huh?
I realize I am still fucking smoking.
I run out of cigarettes.
I miss Desperate Houswives.
Someone finds out that I miss Desperate Housewives.
I feel the need 2 escape.
I get caught.
My asshole itches.
I have 2 take a piss and someone iz in the bathroom 4ever!
I finally make it N2 the bathroom and now I don't have 2 piss anymore.
I get winked at by a chick. It's always some scam artist...never a real chick.
I'm feeling Blue.
Blue wakes up while I'm feeling Blue.
I have no idea what I am going 2 do next.
I have 2 look 4 work. I don't mind working, but the looking sucks balls.
People know what I am going 2 do B4 I do.
I don't get any kudos. I know they're fucking worthless. I still want them. All of them.
Sxze sends me pictures that drive me wild. (Wisconsin? Are U fucking serious?)
Sxze doesn't send me pictures that drive me wild. (Wisconsin? Well...ok, if U insist.)
I'm not sure if what I need iz a blow job, a blowfish or a blow torch.
The guy in the porno I'm watching has a smaller dick than I do.
The guy watching the porno with me has a bigger dick than I do.
The girl watching the porno with us notices.
I'm this far N2 it and still don't have anything 2 blog about.
I want something I am never going 2 get.
I get something I am never going 2 fucking want.
I'm just 2 damned tired 2 care
My blog sucks.
VOTE WHIG BITCH!!!!
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DS
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