Tuesday, March 25, 2008

You're not the worst homosexual ever...

...but, well... Yeah. You are.

When The-Super-Hot-Duck-Hunting-Redneck came into The-Little-Shop-of-Whorrors today, you found yourself instantly thinking of ways to drug/rape/tie up the poor man. He would have had to have died after the incident, but well... The little sacrifices we all have to make to be with You. Oh well....

So much has happened to you over the past week.

Your house hunt has come to an abrupt stand still seeing as none of the members of The-Not-So-Gay-Trio have any clue as to the next move to make. The-CC has give you the middle finger.

They have made it clear that they do not, under any circumstances, want The-Not-So-Gay-Trio. So naturally, you have agreed to go look at a potential Home-Sweet-Hovel, which is just a stones throw from The-Extremely-Hot-and-Young-Looking-32-Year-Old's house, in the next county over; The-Other-CC. No, that was not a shudder. That was the sound you make when you digress.

Moving on...

You've got to gather your thoughts more before you can turn them into a blog. Damnit.

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