Thursday, March 18, 2010

Even St. Patrick's Day Can't Get Me Blogging Again

You might think a big holiday coming and going like my absolute least favorite holiday St. Patrick's Day just did would be enough to get me to sit down and write a new blog, you might even think that I'd take the time to make said blog post full of fun pictures and green colored letters but you'd be wrong!  My life is way too important right now for that sort of shit.  Way too mother fucking important.  You got that?  Ha, maybe you think I'm joking and that I'm really not doing anything more than hanging out in my mom's basement jacking off to pictures of Anna Nicole Smith and smoking rag weed pot all day long but that's not true at all.  Just not true.  I'm doing real stuff.  Important stuff.  Stuff that has nothing to do with black light Jimi Hendrix posters and the Leave It To Beaver Reunion show.  I'm so important I wouldn't even know what a local chapter of a Miley Cyrus fan club would be no less be the leader of such a silly institution.  Very important.  That's me.  Important.  Too. Important. For. This. Shit. Really. I. Am.  And if you don't believe me you can just eat my dust as I do the sort of important shit that you can only dream of.  You wanker.  You worthless wanker who can't even imagine doing the sort of important stuff that I do every day.  Fuck off!

4 comments:

Saint Patrick said...

Ye be badmouthing me e'en indirectly ye be askin' fer a fight!

Robin's Leech said...

The details of your jet set lifestyle gives me terrible gas pains! Do you have a Tums or a Rolaids I could borrow?

Leprechaun 2 said...

Fuck you asshole!

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