Thats what she said

We were sittin at the park last night and could see our driveway when Jeff came home…well we could see it before and after that happened too…and it occured to me if I wouldve had a high powered rifle with a scope I coulda killed him.

So when we got home I slipped a note under his door telling him so. This might actually make a good hobby, cause lets face it baby, we all need hobbies, slippin notes under Jeff’s door lettin him know it occured to how I could kill him. Ending the notes with, “Im not sayin Im gonna kill ya Im just sayin itd be incrediably easy for me to do that if I ever wanted to. Do you ever think about that? Cause I know I do. A lot.”

Thatd be good fer Jeff. Sharpen his reflexes up like a ninja. Plus thats a good ice breaker if anyone asks me if I have any hobbies.

Ohhhhhhh thats insane. Is it insane…..or is it insane! Huh! Think bout that. With yer brain.

I also thought of what a great idea itd be to get 25 people together and play baseball, but without a ball. Just a general sense of urengcy. Some guy leadin off first makes a run for it, catcher jumps up “SECOND BASE!” throws an imaginary ball and then the umpire say Safe and then the manager of the other team, probably me, just run out onto the field What are ya fuckin blind he was out by a mile!! Then when people come by to sit and watch fer a bitand our like uhhhh wheres the ball?

Oh we dont use a ball….YEA BASE HIT!!!!

JUst a three inning exhibition, nothin to fancy. Then both teams lining up at the end and doin the five thing, “Good game, good game, good game.”

An amendment to that plan would include 100 friends in bleachers watchin and gettin into the game, until someone comes by and we convince they are insane. See my art is a lot like science. What is reality?

See if I was a plantation owner back in the day this is what my slaves woulda been doin all day.  “But suh theres fields to be tillin.”  “Arr youll be tilin up the back of me wee hand ya speak to me like that again.”

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April 16, 2004

haha f*ck yea, your awesome annndy!

April 16, 2004

dude once upon a time i wanted to do you. and i still do. the moral is dont lick a gift horse on the ass.

April 16, 2004

One time after one of my soccer games in second grade we were doing that high five stupid sportsmanship “good game” thing and some chick punched me in the stomache instead of giving me high five. Bitch. Well… I did push her into a mud hole about 20 minutes before that, but Jesus, take it like a man. Bitch.

April 16, 2004

The end. I forgot to tell you that was the end before… so I just thought I’d let you know in case you were all confused wondering “is that the end?? can I stop reading arly’s note now??” Because I sure as hell know that I wouldn’t be thinking that, since I’m not a fu’cking DUMBASS!!

pffft first you gotta have 25 friends, yo.

April 17, 2004

that would be odd…what would be odd exactly i dont know…oh my god wife beaters are so trailer trash like…im wearing one…go me ~ heather

reality is… the matrix. for we are not free from the ever eluding power…with my hatori swordI free theeee!Hope yer well 🙂