The three people who read my blog may remember the guest post I did over at TV Snorted My Brain. I was given an opportunity tonight to make a cameo on the show I reviewed (ex-wives of buttrock).
As much fun as hanging around a bunch of lamedicks sounds, I declined. Television is fucking retarded like Shaq's rapping career. Just not interested.
I will be going to the after party thing at some night club where the cameras won't be.
Maybe tonight an aggressive-homosexual armo will dose my water with GHB, then i'll be kidnapped and used as a fuck toy before my lungs are stabbed by a broken hooka.
What most likely will happen is a handful of hairless bros will tell me in a drunken stupor how much they like/love my beard while forcing my hand to touch their hand.
One thing is for certain, i'll get a series of dirty looks from women for no apparent reason other than I glanced in their general direction.
I love it when they do that. Makes me feel validated as a scumbag human being.
Hell yeah.
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