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Thursday, March 19, 2009

Sorry for interupting

but ladies and jellybeans, this "movie", I use the term loosely, has been brought to my attention.
All I have to say is, if this fucking movie comes out, a little part of me will die.
Be fucking cautious when clicking THIS LINK, symptoms may include large amounts of swearing, a big fat frown on your face and in my case.. 6 more holes in my platerboard walls.

Firstly, the movie is in live-action. If it was drawn, I'd fucking watch it. I didn't say I'd buy it though... And the actors aren't even fucking asian!! Check this shit the fuck out; Goku will be played by Justin Chatwin, somehow Bulma is played by Emmy Rossum and Master Roshi is played by some 40 year old (asian) guy with short hair?
What is this shit, honestly. You know what. I'm going to watch this movie, and I'm going to put a Dragon Ball fan's opinion smack bang in this blog.

Stick around.

ILYSFM Rudd

First off.
I have to say, Rudd, you're doing a good job... so far. Let's just hope all this money you're giving to everyone will be beneficial for the future. If it backfires and fucks up Australia then I will be very displeased. But so far, so good. I got some dardy tees today and a nice pair of expensive tuesdays. Overall had a good arvo with Monster.

Secondly.
Last night I stumbled upon a Breakbot remix of Baby by PNAU. Definitely better than the original.
Then I checked out Breakbot's MySpace and fell inlove with his remix of Metronomy's A Thing For Me. Also better than the original.
I don't usually listen to this sort of electro indie pop rock stuff, but Metronomy have definitely caught my attention and after listening to their album "Nights Out" whilst cleaning my room like a woman I have come to a decision that they are fucking dope. Go get the album.

Third of all.
It's my birthday tomorrow. What're you getting me?

And last but not least.
Im gonna have some cones.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Working Class Man

Yeah, so I had a pretty average day at school and work.
At work, some guy , a nightfiller, tried to take a photo of my mates not doing any work. So we think. His phone didn't really look like a late enough model to have a camera. Though I could be wrong. Either way, I wasn't really doing much wrong. I still did my work, well most of it but the stuff I did was almost perfect. I was just helping out a mate.
If anything happens to my job because of this, I'll consider pipe bombing his ankles.
Or fuck up his car while he's at work.

Anywho, what's everyone getting me for my birthday?
No dildos.
hint

Monday, March 16, 2009

Beddy byes


Im off, sweet dreams non-existant blog readers...

It's official


Greenseas' Salsa tuna fucking sucks.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

The rest of my weekend

Well sir.
On Saturday, just chilled and smoked a few cones after I woke up, and just chilled in my room til me and my brother went to Dad's 4 story glory. Once we got there we made and ate sushi, then my bro felt like smokes so we walked for almost a half hour trying to find a shop but nothing was open. LAME!
So we just went back and had a dope barbecue with Dad.

The next day (today) I got home around 1:30pm, had a quick shower and went over to Enolk's and had some bills and just rode around the 6050. After that we went back to mine and had nachos and bills and then he went home and I'm sitting here all high and wanting dinner, and my mother dearest has yet to start my vittles.
When will women learn?

Regards,

Friday, March 13, 2009

Am I not turtley enough for the Turtle Club?

Went to a friends party tonight. Was dope. Got stoned. Easuh.
And here's my story...

Friday afternoon, finished school and went over to a park and chained 3 bummed ciggies off some good fellas at school. Then I walked home with a mate, got changed, caught a bus to norfbrij and got some smokes and got the bus back home.
Chilled at home for a while smoking a few cones, then 2 of my friends came over and we walked to another friends house and got 3 more people.

Then we walked up the hill and down the road to the busstop to goto an awesome chick's party.
We got there, smoked some cones, had some smokes, drank 2 of my friends backwash (by my own will of course) and just chilled.
We went to HJ's and most of my friends, drunk and high, trashed the place... let's face it it was pretty funny at first.
Then we walked back to the party, chilled for a while and then I called my mother dearest to pick me up. Just as I hang up I get told to have a cone, so I said I'll just have a small one, not knowing that the girl that was having the party's Dad shouted me a pipe-cone(?) of hash.
I took about 3/4 and got totally fucked and had a conversation with him about his wallpaper and how I used to have it and we both found it the exact same way. Then he told me how to make hash with a thing called a "Bubble Bag".. dope...

As you can see I'm still fucked off that hash and am about to have some more cones and chill to my reggae mon.

Praise Jah Love