An enormous ping pong table

Knock knock

Whos there?

Dude…dude…4/20.

Punch you in your big stupid fat head.

Thats funnier in the original Croation, but its true.  I got your 4/20 right here buddy. 

TiVo Tivo’d for me FSN:  Nothin’ but Knockouts.  Im 8 minutes into it and I have yet to seen a knockout.  I mean come on, thats not right.  Damn FSN.  Damn them and damn the words represented by that acronym. 

This is somethin Ive been thinkin of for awhile, when Marty went to the future in back to future 2, wouldnt he remember visiting himself in the future.  Time travels confusing.  But seriouslly he would right?  Stephen Hawking actually has an E-Restraining order on me regarding that question.

I hate my girlfriend.  Shes a naggy broad.  Ya know it occurs to me this whole entry would make an excellent rap.  Ir a card….of some sort.  that you give to someone who has a realllllly nice watch.  And while they read it you hit them over the head with something and take their watch. 

I hate my girlfriend.  Shes a naggy broad.  But she wasnt 2 months ago.  What is with that fuckin gender.  Its really made me like a man hatin flannel wearing lesbian, who hates girls but I cant think of a male counter part to the man hating lesbian.  i got into an argument today with my one friend who I hadnt talked to in awhile after she asked how my girlfriend was. 

"Shes a fuckin naggy broad like the rest of ya.  What about yer fella.  You guys fightin?"

"Yea, hes all…"

"Dont even wanna hear it.  Hes right.  Doesnt matter.  You did somethin."

I thought about spawnin with her someday too cause I thought havin a kid…I should do that.  And shes gonna get this fat job makin like 60k starting and I thougt about all the wonderful things we could bu when I get out of school like a whole room of Clue boardgames.  Like invite people over and be like, Lemme take ya on a tour.  Heres a re room where we keep the Clue board games.  Yea.  Know how rich we are?  Got a fuckin room to keep Clue board games in.  Or an enormous ping pong table. 

The end.