What breast milk tastes like

So I was jonesin' for some munchies and I went to the Mini Maxi Mart for some Fatty Salty Crispies and some grape sodees. I go up to the counter, and the guy behind the register...he's eyeballin' me. I pull my money out and I'm making small talk while he rings up my stuff and then outta nowhere I do this half sneeze and this big old booger the size ( Read more... )

Alot of people yammer on and on about memories. I remember this...and I remember that...Blah blah blah. Remember back in the day??? Yawn! I'm here to say...let me just chuck this out there...Memories are for queers ( Read more... )

Ahhhh MySpace...it makes me so sad. I only went on there because I wanted to sleep with people. Now, I have slept with everyone. Most of the time I didn't even get paid for it. Luckily I don't remember much of it. Thank god for mescaline. Just some thrusting and some grunting and some wet suction sounds. People keep finding me on MySpace. If I don' ( Read more... )

I gave up today on MySpace...Why do you ask? Crazies. Stalking me. Writing scary love letters...wanting things from me. Normally I am horny for that kind of thing...but today it just pissed me off. I said "No More" and made it all go away. It felt so good. Deleting and confirming. I really felt in charge of my own destiny there for a minute. So I ( Read more... )

I am on MySpace now more than my livejournal. I have to tell you, it's a much better experience. I feel so close to everybody on there. I'm not sure if it's the layouts or the music or the hot porn chicks. Don't get me wrong, there are lot's of queers hanging out there...well...you know. There are also alot of familiar faces. Anyway...if you are on ( Read more... )

Summer School is killing me. The school budget cut-backs have forced the school to combine Driver's Ed. with Spanish 101! I don't have any idea whats going on most of the time. I am going to have to get an 'A' on my final, just to fail. I got so messed up last night. I didn't come home. No one noticed. Sometimes I wonder if anyone cares. How many ( Read more... )

I'm not adopted and I'm not an Indian. It's just a coincidence that I have a love of gambling and booze and a knack for catching syphilis.

There once was a man from Nantucket ( Read more... )